Flaming Seed

Item10 gpWeight 0

As you pick it up, you sense an echo of an ancient memory... "Delight. I am walking through my treasury, delighting in the clinking of gold coins under my feet. All of this is mine! Precious gems and magical toys, gleaming weapons and ornate books, scandalous secrets and forgotten mysteries — all mine. I place a new treasure on the pile — a flaming seed, which once gave warmth to one of the puny worlds of the Material Plane. When I seized the seed, the gnats' home withered away in the cold while I grew richer. I admire my trophy. It feels so good! Squirming in satiety, I sink into my treasures as if they were the waters of Ishiar. I touch one trinket after another, basking in the sweetness of possession. My eyes roll in pleasure, and a melodious jingling sound caresses my ears. My jaw hangs open, my body goes limp. The sound whispers to me, it whispers a dream of endless mounds of treasure... Jingling? My menacing growl shatters my drowsiness. What's that noise? Who's there? A thief! I see him as I shoot up from my treasure hoard in a whirlwind of gold and gems. His snaking body is scaled and repulsively shimmering. His loathsome, arrogant grin gleams with a hundred sharp teeth. A ghostly scarlet crown burns above his head and his clawed hand clutches a beautiful crystal rattle — that is where the insidious sound is coming from. And in his other hand — my flaming seed! Vile thief! I lunge at him, but he laughs — such a painful, heinous, harrowing sound of mockery! And then he simply vanishes along with my priceless treasure, that filthy, nasty, dastardly... THIEF!"