Marric chuckles and shakes his head, looking over the three items intently.<br/><br/>"My, my, elfie... I'm startin' ta think you just enjoy teasing me an' seeing if I'll freak out from magical surprises." The monk stands and looks at the items on the table, his hand hovering anxiously. "Let's see... I've got me a fancy belt already, so I'm not thinkin' to get rid o' that. An' I've never been much for the fancy headgear... so lets see what this thing does."<br/><br/>With an easy smile, he plucks the ring from the table, and slides it onto the ring finger of his right hand, twisting it idly into place.<br/><br/>"So now that I picked, can ya tell me what it does?"<br/><br/>He's purposefully avoiding further mention of the gemstone, for now, but his mind plays and re-plays Elfie's words. He has to "dip the stone" into another creature? Like, let them fuse with it? He wonders if maybe grappling them with the stone in hand will have an effect. He makes note to try and move the gem later, maybe to the palm of his hand...