“What is it?”
Feris held the black band in his hand. “I’m not sure. It has some very minor binding magic, but beyond that I can’t tell.”
“I’ll take it” Nimble declared, palming the ring. He slipped it onto his finger, sparkle of diamond chips flashing in the light against the dark metal. “It isn’t cursed is it?”
Feris smiled. “Lucky for you, no.”
The streets sweltered with the stench of the unwashed, and no movement disturbed the stillness of the midday sun. The companions rested like nearly everyone else in the town in the stone basements that offered a shadowed hint of coolness.
“Feris, can’t you do something about this?” Nimble whined.
“I could… but I won’t.”
“Gods, why not? This is unbearable.”
Rathgar shifted slightly “Nimble? Stop adding to the hot air.”
“It’s too hot.” Rathgar grumbled as he shifted to his feet. “I’m going to get another pitcher of water.”
“I’d give anything for a cool rain right now…”
The companions shivered as the basement filled instantly with a cool drizzle. “Anything?” a voice hissed in Nimble’s head.
Ring of Dark Desire
This ring is crafted of a near black unknown metal set all around with small diamond chips that radiates a faint magical trace. When worn, and a desire expressed, there is a 50% chance that something will reply with an offer to fulfil the wearer’s desire. The something (usually a demon/devil) usually does not have the wearer’s best interests at heart. This is not as powerful as a ring of wishes, and is cataloged as a ‘Ring of Petty Desires’ in Emirikol’s Grimoire of Infernal Secrets.