Item:Slender metal necklace strung with tiny wooden varna charms

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slender metal necklace strung with tiny wooden varna charms
Look:	The blackened wooden charms resemble crows with exaggerated wings created from interlocking stars. A solid black circle is positioned as if held by each creature's opened beak.
Weight:	2 stones
Metal:	Unknown
Appraised Cost:	218,750 Kronars175,000 Lirums <br />157,850 Dokoras <br />218.75 LTBpoints <br />218.75 Tickets <br />218.75 Scrips <br />
Properties:	This item is worn in the neck slot.
Dimensions:	3 length x 1 width x 1 height
Sources:	Source is Visfarej Cehs

• STUDY

The metal necklace is unfamiliar to you, but seems receptive.

The metal necklace is a special token of the Rakash. With a focused prayer to Mrod while clutching it, you could be returned to Siksraja if Mrod answers the request.

[You believe you could RUB it to activate it. It bonds to the first to use it, and cannot be undone.]

• RUB

You kneel.

Gazing up at the heavens, your eyes are instinctively drawn towards Katamba. You bow your head and begin a quiet prayer to Mrod.

Roundtime: 6 sec.

The shadows lengthen and Katamba sings. You feel your heart slow, steady and rhythmic. With a deep breath filling your lungs, you recall the scent of pine and the taste of cold, clear water. You feel Katamba's gravity and hear the fluttering of wings. You long for the hunt, for the pack, for home.

Roundtime: 7 sec.

Your heart continues its steady beat and the air becomes cold and crisp. The sky becomes wider, expansive and endless, and a cool breeze plays across your skin. A crow calls, and you feel Mrod draw closer, watching you, an experience somewhere between welcoming and spiritually shattering.

Roundtime: 5 sec.

You feel as if Katamba has blossomed, sending whorls of deep shadow raking across the land, and a deep growl begins to rumble in your throat. Mrod reaches, pulling you along, and mountains, forests, streams and fields seem to race by in a blur. Others join the breathless sprint, the Great Pack howling in unity, and homes shine in the distance.

The illusion shatters, and you stumble, finding yourself...

[Siksraja, Cawrs Cels]

Surrounded by a considerable quantity of cleared land planted with flax to the north and west, the lake to the south and the village to the east, is a circle of rough logs enclosing an area whose tamped down soil is covered with a fine layer of blackened cinders. Stacked in a good-sized woodpile outside the circle are both aged wood and some fresh cut logs. The odor of pinesap mingles with the faint scent of burnt wood.

You also see a basalt Mrod statue.

Obvious paths: northeast, south, west.

Roundtime: 5 sec.

• Others see

RAKASH goes wide eyed and bounds to his feet! Whorls of deep shadow rake across his body as if clawing him closer, and RAKASH sprints away, disappearing into the shadowy darkness!