"H-mm... L-et me take a looksie, Lis." She turns to the orcish woman, and holds a hand up in the universal 'stop' symbol. "C-an you excuse us, miss? It shoul-dn't take too long..."<br/><br/>With D'Tocka's assent, Gioria leads you into a back room, and bends over to reach her pack beneath one of the shelves, her chains and long hair draping around her like a canopy. In moments, she unpacks a small alchemical toolkit, and holds her hand out for the ring.<br/><br/>"I'm real-ly sorry about all this, Lis... She ju-st came into town last night, and has been ask-ing about work. She came to the tavern to-day. I asked, but Stumpy said it would-n't be fair for him to hold the wizard's request..."<br/><br/>