Jorman stares at the sceptre. He then takes it out of Tores hands and places it on the finely crafted wooden table before him, clearing many valuable looking devices off with an absentminded sweep of his arm. He then places the sceptre on the table and casts a spell on it. The arcane spellcasters in the room easily recognise it as identify. After casting the first spell, he frowns, and casts another spell on it, that no one in the room can recognise (although it seems to be some sort of powerful divination). He then begins tracing his finger up the side of the sceptre reading the runes. After about five minutes of this, and everyone growing impatient, he casts one last spell on it. Jorman then turns to the party, "This is a magical sceptre of Netherese origin. Many mages would kill for something of this nature. I will buy it from you for four thousand pieces of gold and two hundred pieces of platinum. If you wish to foolishly risk your lives with keeping it, for a small fee i can give you access to its power, which appears to be some minor spell of fiery nature. Be warned though, there have been rumors of the return of the Netherese mage-princes, and many magical items of this nature have began disappearing. This item is not safe with you. I will not take it by force, but you would be doing the nation of Cormyr a grave disservice by not surrendering this sceptre."
