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Kota quickly ran through the events of the day and explained he needed two opal lenses. “The Opals you require are quite expensive so we keep them in the back give me just a few minutes.” The shop keeper shuffled away leaving Kota waiting inside the reception area.  After ten minutes the shop keeper had still not returned so Kota picked up a candle and began to wander the store. With no windows and the only door being the one Kota had just entered that only left the adjacent rooms to look through. Kota slowly made his way around to the room opposite the waiting room. Guiding his candle along the walls he noticed glass encasing fine jewelry and elegant clothes. He stopped only for a moment when he found a worn leather journal encased inside a glass box with iron bars surrounding it. (Strange… with all these valuables, why is this worn book incased in iron while these jewels are left only in glass?) Kota pondered for a moment as the store keepers lantern came into view.  “Well, Sir were you able to find anything useful?” Kota says partially covering his eyes this time. In the shop keepers hands rested a serving tray, atop the tray laid 4 sets of opal lenses and the Jewelers lantern. The first sets of lenses were outlandishly wide in diameter and far too thin like sheets of paper. The second sets were the right diameter but once again far too thin only about a blades width. But the third sets were right on the money a beautiful fire green opal pair perfect diameter like a ripe orange and the perfect width like a window pane. Anything excess Kato could have a mage perfect. “I’ll need the third set sir how much?” The Jeweler thought it over for a moment then said, “One gold coin each young master.” Kota removed two of the gold coins he had and handed them to the Jeweler. “Fine here now that this business is over what can you tell me of this journal?”  The jeweler barely contained a gasp as his hands began to shake set the opals on the tray to clatter. “I’m so sorry young master but that tome is already spoken for a young mage came in and made and offer of three gold coins for it a week ago. I’m sad to say he has yet to retrieve it or pay me more than the reservation fee.”  Undeterred Kota pursued again. “I did not ask to purchase it sir. I asked what you can tell me of it. Where does it come from what are its origins? Surely you know that much?” Kota eyed the jeweler again this time he was setting his tray down his nerves unable to steady his hands. “All I know young master is that it supposedly came from an engineer somewhere off the Gilldaland coastline.”  The jeweler was sweating profusely and his fear was pungent in the air. “What else do you know sir? Your body betrays you; you cannot hide your fear when it fills this whole room.”