Jace smiled smugly as he saw the woman look the ring over. ‘Looks like I get a warm bed tonight’ Jace thought to himself, sure that he had found a buyer. He never could have imagined what would happen next. As the ring shattered on the ground, Jace almost fell over in disbelief. He didn't react what so ever as the woman put the shards of glass in his hand. He just stood there with a gaping jaw. After a few moments he tightly grasped the glass in his hand. In a moment of anger, fire burst from the tiny holes in his gauntlet, incinerating the glass shards. As the torrent of flame quickly rose up, Jace snapped back into control and put the flames out. He let out a deep sigh and dropped the ash to the ground. He brought his bread up to his mouth and took a bite.

“Looks like I don’t get a bed tonight after all…” Jace mumbled to himself. He softly laughed to himself. With an exasperated smile he turned to the woman. “Thanks for the info” Jace said to her. “This happens much more often that I would like it to. I had some other things to sell, but I am a little weary about them now.” He said as he scratched his head. “I don’t mean to sound strange, but do you know where a mercenary can find some work around here? If I don’t get some money I will be out on the street tonight.” Jace didn't expect sympathy, he simply wanted to know a good way to get some money in this town. The life of a mercenary was a hard one, you had to scrounge to get the slightest bit of money together and it never lasted. Or at least, that was the way things worked for Jace. Either way, he needed money and this seemed like someone who knew about that, he figured why not ask.