you reach in. JAmtart climbs up ont to your sholder. "CAreful of
weavers." he reminds you. your hand closes on a smooth round
object. YOu pull it out and it is a pendentoval in shape, it is cream
colord with thin red lines weaving in spirals. It hangs from a coil of
leather. "A pendent! dear girl you will set off on a dangerous
voyage with thoes close to you. Beware of weavers! they have set teeth
for you." you back away from the human and run to the herb womans
tent.