A colorfully-dressed noble had grabbed your attention the moment you stepped into one of the bustling, loud streets of New Forazio. It was easy to creep up on him, and even easier to rummage through his pockets. Something metallic grazed your fingers and with a speed that would make the wind jealous you had taken the object from him before hurrying off.
Now, in another street, you have time to see what you had pilfered.
The object is an amulet. A gold chain holds up a circular medallion at the end. Etched on to it are two twisting feathers which form a yin-yang sort of look, but what interests you more are the dozens of tiny diamonds that sparkle on the amulet like stars at midnight.
"I don't know whether to fence this or wear it," you quietly say to yourself, grinning. It'd surely fetch a great price, but there was also this urge to try it on.
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