*The adventures wave as they leave, pockets full of gold and minds filled with ways to spend it. You set about sorting the things they brought back from the dungeon and sold to you, considering the prices you’ll resell them for. You shove some poisoned daggers and spider fangs off to the side of the counter and find a small jewelry box nestled among the other loot. You don’t remember them selling it to you...maybe they accidentally included it? You reach down and open it. Immediately a little m...