The Forgotten Temple

Meerz had been in the middle of a complex trade agreement with a vendor from the guild. The man had wanted to sell a set of seed pearls that had grown in a forest northwest of the city. The pearls had intrigued Meerz, but something about them seemed off. Either the man was lying about where he got them or these werent actaully pearls

"Sir, please, these pearls must be worth something to some people," the player had argued, his voice tinged with desperation. The man hadn't been able to settle on what he wanted to do and had found himself stuck at level ten, just wanting to run a shop. The pearls had been marked as a usable item that the vendor hadn't been able to figure out. He had thusands of such items and wanted to sell them in his store while he sorted out what he wanted to do with his life.