Most statues on the shelf cast no aura of magic, but the five that sat separate from them nearby on a glass-covered display stand seemed to do so. The figurines were all masterwork in their crafting however, and it seemed that enchanting any of them would have been fairly easy. Whoever had made them, had spent a lot of time taking care of the details.<br/><br/>The closed stand in turn contained an obsidian steed upon it, a coiled up serpent raising its head, a large bear with its front paws in the air and standing up to threaten someone, a large hound with an alert look about it, and lastly a bit strangely, a statue of a pixie, a small winged woman clad in nothing but a smile. All five of these figurines shone with a little magic.<br/><br/>The old gnomish woman was smiling on returning soon from another shelf, presenting at Tehr a figure of a riding dog, actually complete with a small saddle on it, made of obsidian as well. "Here one, made like famous hound of mist, customer pay half advance, never come collect. Horrible accident." She shook her head. "Could sell for less, just seven-hundred." She held the statue up. "Good quality, at least thousand to others."