The man's eyes widen at the sheer amount of the crystals you lay out on the counter and with a happy little smile on his face he begins to test them out, one by one. Keeping one for yourself, that means you are stuck waiting while he individually tests fourteen crystals, gauging them all to make sure each is of the same quality as the first you brought him.<br/><br/>"Well, my friend..." He says, shaking his head. "A deal is a deal... give me a few moments to go back to the safe."<br/><br/>The big man waddles out of the room... and returns a few moments later with a small, clinking bag.<br/><br/>"A huge investment, my boy, a huge investment... but we made a contract, and by Abadar I stick to my word." The bag clanks down on the counter, and a piece of platinum gleams in the noon-day sun. "56 platinum pieces- or five-hundred and sixty gold. That comes out to forty pieces of gold per... and is about half of my disposable funds."<br/><br/>The man looks at the crystals, and shakes his head. Clearly, he wasn't expecting you to provide him with quite so much raw material in a single swoop...<br/><br/>But eventually, he gets around to your question.<br/><br/>"Oh, it's simple really... attach a mirrored rapier pommel to the... OH!" He turns and points at the arm. "You mean that thing? It's an arm from that... thing... that was attacking the town earlier. Fella brought it in... and it's practically soaked in bizarre enchantments. Like nothing I've ever seen before..."