The tuning fork starts to glow

The half orc was a bit stunned for a moment as when he picked up the tuning fork the three ends began to glow softly before the light faded just as quickly as it appeared.

Not giving it much thought the half or returned the item and headed off to the counter to wait for some customers.

Half an hour past before anything interesting happened as the wizard suddenly shouts with joy

“Ive done it! By the gods I think I’ve done it Durg” mr. Tonta said happily has the spinning wheel started to move on its own.

The tuning fork began to spin in place for a few seconds as tiny flex of string formed on each end of it before magically floating into the wheel itself as the machine slowly weaved it into string

Durg was actually mildly impressed as he got up to examine it “so… it makes string?” He asked getting a better look as each string was a different color, One was an off-white, another a soft brown, and finally a dark gray as they were being weaved together and being collected in a wooden spool

“ why yes it is my boy, it might not seem like much but give it some time I’m sure it will be a great value to us” The wizard said with joy as he firmly padded Durg’s back.

The half work wasn’t completely clear how they were going to collect any money at all with such a bizarre item but it was probably best to leave the magic stuff with the magic people.

The day continued on slowly as durg probably manage to sell three potions while the wizard continue to poke at the spinning wheel and reading out of a well-worn spell book.

“Well my boy, looks like a slow night so how about you get those deliveries taken care of now, if you get them finished I’ll just send you home early” Mr.Tonta said not even bothering looking up at the half orc

“Huh? All right then, if you say so boss” Durg said shrugging as he heads off to the back to collect a few crates of potions that were already paid for

“Hmm? What the hell?” As he went to collect the boxes he noticed that the lift sleeve of his tunic was missing. Brushing it off is nothing more than his dad to hand-me-down clothes getting too old, he decides to head out and make his deliveries.