Queenie
Queen of Everything
As Fergus turns the obsidian pendant over in his callused fingers, there are signs of faint etching along each of the metal beads. Runes of some kind, but they bear no similarity to the Skellige runes of his homeland. There may be significance to the obsidian, a secret meaning, but you'd have to ask a witch, or pellar, or alchemist. Witchers dealt in the tangible. Something about the metal beads, though, doesn't feel quite right. As he traces his thumbnail over the beads, Fergus realizes the beads have been dipped in a veneer of copper metal. (passive Investigation 13) In actuality, once he flakes off some of the copper gilding, they are dimeritium underneath.
Dimeritium, a rare precious mineral anathema to all things magical. The amount present in the necklace could easily be worth a thousand gold coins. A sorceress wearing such a necklace would be unable to cast spells, and would also be protected from the influence of outside magic.
Elora cleared her throat and gave Fergus a pointed look. "I gave you that so you and the group could look it over before we were all together," the sorceress rolled her eyes. "It's made of Obsidian. It's supposed to be used for protection but can also be used for manifesting one's true potential. Which is not necessarily a good thing."
"Does anyone else have speculation about it? We don't want to keep Odvara from something that can help her but of course, we need to keep this from her if it might hurt her. I can, of course, read her cards but that only shows me the very near future."
She pat the girl on the hand reassuringly then looked suspiciously at the necklace. "I do not have a good feeling about it. Something doesn't feel right."