The Golden Strings Inn sits on the west side of town. From a distance, it looks like a lonely sentry to the village. A small spire pokes out of the north side of the building. The spire hosts four spacious windows, a small seat and pedestal.
The inside of the Golden Strings is lavishly devorated. A warm light embellishes the unblemished hardwood floors, fanciful tables for two are set up all about. The scent of fresh brewed tea mingles with fresh cut lavender flowers. Banners, woven of silk and gold hang from ceiling, faming several oil paintings of lush scenery, inspiring kings, warriors, and knights of the past, and of course, Mistress Srikun herself.
She sits at one of the tables for two, with a black-lace parasol set beside her and a steaming tea cup set on a frilly doily. Her faces bares the first signs of age, cleverly masked with oils and pigments. She accentuates her figure with a black, almost sheer dress with soft floral patterns hiding among it's threads. She quickly rises, with brisk steps barring your entrance to the Inn.
She extends her smooth, melodic voice,
"Welcome to the Golden Strings, Traveler. What.. Pleasures do you seek so early this morning?"
With a laugh, she provides some booties to cover your feet, and requests that you brush the dust and blood off of you before entering,
"Ah! My antiques. They are such wonderful things.. I would be glad to show you; provided you pay the 7 coin fee.. which will go to your purchase, if you make one."
Assuming you do, and you put on the booties, she'll show you up to a small room, full of goblets, frilly dresses, old bottles of wine, and various magical things.
A faux-gold crown, with half a faceplate.
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This crown is pale gold in color, with bits of wood visible on the inside rim. Decorated glass "Jewels" line the edges, and firmly locked into the brim is half of a faceplate, depicting a laughing man in faux-gold paint.
It radiates a moderate amount of divination magic if detected
"This is one of my quainter oddities. It is sadly, incomplete. I would be very willing to have someone track down the other half.. or rid my collection of it completely. It was formerly owned by a two-man entertaining group. Turns out that their show fell to shambles when a halfling stole both masks; the performers couldn't get their timing down near as well, as when they had these.. For the price of 150 coins, I would be willing to part ways with it. I would certainly pay double that, for the missing counterpart."
A woman's locket.
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This heart-shaped locket is wrought of fine silver. It is completely untarnished, and it's chain emulates the pattern of spiderwebs. The locked itself delicately opens, but is currently empty.
Faint divination
"A young woman who stayed here, alone, left this on her departure. I have never seen a such a dismal looking girl; She came to Re-marr, wearing her finest clothes to meet a certain gentleman. She left, all disheveled and afluster, leaving this behind. For.. 1000 coins, or suitable equivalent, It may be yours. The name of the man, is a different bargain, however."
She goes on to show you some other wares, and her small little observatory in the northern spire.
Any one magical item, up to 8000 gp, can be found here. Proposed trades will be weighed individually.