AN: I don't know the english word- an approximation is 'treasure', although 'hierloom' is in there too, somewhere. This is another short part of Strider wondering about the place, being useful.
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"It is meant to be a beautiful piece, to bring comfort to you in your trials ahead. I'm sorry it isn't." as the lady stepped back, glance flicking once to the mans eyes, she gently let the pendant fall onto his chect. Slowly, as befit the situation, he hands reached up to capture hears. Work worn palm against scarred fingers, he bent one knee slightly, "Mistress, if only because of where it came from, even if it were not such a beautifully crafted Taonga, I would treasue it. However, look at it! See how it lies there, smooth and calm round my neck, resting so gently on my cleaned shirt. To you, and to all these people, I can only extend my deepest ratitude and thanks. I wish I could give such gifts of health and repleteness to all I come across as you have to me."
Standing straight, backing away slightly, he smiled at all of them. "Farewell. I hope I can come back on day. I leave here blessed and restored in my spirit." Lifting one hand in a half salute, he turned, swung into his horse and trotted away, fingers round the Taonga.
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