Rhea'li blinks at the stone for a moment. It isn't the first time he's come into possession of a rock (fine, crystal) from an Ancient, but this one presumably doesn't have the echo of memories resonating within them. Wordlessly plucking the stone from Azem's hand Rhea'li doesn't immediately reply, instead holding it up to the light and turning it this way and that to examine it thoroughly. He marvels at the way light dances off the crystal, a small smile curving his lips when he lowers his hand.]
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Rhea'li blinks at the stone for a moment. It isn't the first time he's come into possession of a rock (fine, crystal) from an Ancient, but this one presumably doesn't have the echo of memories resonating within them. Wordlessly plucking the stone from Azem's hand Rhea'li doesn't immediately reply, instead holding it up to the light and turning it this way and that to examine it thoroughly. He marvels at the way light dances off the crystal, a small smile curving his lips when he lowers his hand.]
'Tis a pretty one, aye. Thank you.
[He tucks the stone into his many pockets.]
Where did you find it?