A weapon for those in dire need, Corran’s glove holds a nasty surprise.
In these gloves was placed a seed of the power used to create the world.
Sacred tools of protection granted to those who must travel in the name of the One God, these lightly made, weighted gloves are easily overlooked.
A noble claims that a stranger did not enter the town by any normal means, but trough his mirror. The man in question is ravening mad and mutters on about vast halls connecting all the mirrors in the world.