Cautiously, Nissa approached the translucent red sphere. She held her hand out to touch it, and her eyes widened slightly as, indeed, it did in fact radiate some sort of heat. The warmth almost felt strangely inviting… 

“If it’s from those dirty bandits, then I doubt they had any idea what the thing is used for.” she spoke with disdain. “Also, if the bandits dropped it then that means it’s stolen — if someone in the village recognizes this as a stolen good, won’t [i]we[/i] be accused of being thieves?”