Enchanted Mirror (100 gold)

A sparkle of silver caught your eye. One of the items for sale at Mot's gift shop was a small, metallic mirror with a well-polished, circular frame of glass at its center. It was designed with a kick-out stand like a picture-frame, so that it could be rested upon one's vanity or dresser at will. You couldn't tell what was special about it, but it seemed like the classic sort of gift that any girl ought to appreciate.

The price tag, however, was not the classic sort of price you expected from such a small mirror. It was about three times that.

Mot's eyes, ever watchful, settled upon the mirror and a grin spread beneath his curled mustache. "You are interested, I see it. You are picturing a lovely saintess and imagining her applying her makeup in this lovely, antique mirror, which has long since left circulation by its master craftsman in Meridan, yes?" the man questioned, placing his hands upon his hips and puffing his chest out, as though daring you to deny it. "But what you do not know is that it is not just an ordinary mirror! The saintesses are beauties, but a simple mirror does not make a fitting gift for them. You agree, my friend?"

Cautiously, you agreed.

"And that is why this is no ordinary mirror that Mot sells you! This is an enchanted mirror, crafted by the master craftsman Michel himself! His works are not just beautiful, they are divine! And through that divinity, they work something akin to magic," the salesman continued, sounding like he'd practiced this pitch many times before. "Your saintesses and you are bound as husband and wife, but you cannot always be with them, yes? This mirror can project one's image and surroundings directly into the mirror of one's loved ones! So that even when you are apart, you are together. One simply stares into the mirror and whispers their name... then a mirror nearby the one you envision will show them a window into your world! How beautiful. It lasts until one is ready to depart. How... romantic!"

It did sound pretty romantic, actually. You could imagine one of the saintesses would love to own such a convenient device.

"Aaah, one day, perhaps such communication devices will be common in all homes, but today is not that day, friend! Today, the asking price is two-hundred gold pieces, which Mot has generously reduced to one-hundred. Are you interested?"