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She wanted to know of his trade, and tools. Cerne offered a soft smile. "Certainly. I carry three items with me." He took off the amulet, and nodded to both the pouch and amulet in turn, telling her, "The amulet I carved myself from the rib bone of a seal. It is made to give me protection, and luck." He had given Sakhmet a similarly carved bone, but hers had been blessed with True Sight. "The pouch contains everything I require for my bone readings, as well as my obsidian scrying orb." He opened the pouch wider, showing her the contents within.

Shells of all shapes, sizes, and colors; pieces of semi-translucent, colored seaglass; a random assortment of stones; several hare bones, and of course, the obsidian orb — all innocuous on their own, but combined and cast, they could tell the future. He told her this, saying seriously, "With these, I read the future, and other things."