Asher shrugged. "I told you, the only lead I had vanished when the roads swarmed. He was a jeweler, and I happened to hear him discussing with a tradesman the most remarkable gem he'd happened to find. It fit the desription of one of the gems in one of the stories. It was a tiny lead, but it was all I had."

He sighed, and bent to the floor, gathering up his things. "I suppose I'll start by seeing if any of the cities along this route has any information on incredibly beautiful gems. If that doesn't work, I'll head back to Emerson and see if he has anything to say."

He turned and made the bed slowly. "People who sell jewels are quite the troublesome bunch."