Tell him the truth

You think for a second before you eventually decide to truthfully tell what you experienced.

"It called out to me, like a whisper. The longer I focused the stronger." You say. The old man scratches his beard "hmm okay.. it has a strong connection to ya. Stronger than most. Anything else?".

"Yeah, it had a pinkish hue, in the center of the stone." "Pink!?" The old man asks confused. "I mean a very soft light red color." You answer. He looks very puzzled at you. "Red, is the power element. It will wield ya with power. But light red, I dunno.." he says. "I have to research the color to be certain, maybe its a shift in the elemental properties."

"Okay.." you awkwardly answer unsure what he's talking about. "How much?" You ask. The old man still deeply in his thoughts "ah.. ohh.. eh.. it's yuars now.. no charge. Just give me the 4 shillings for the cloak. Pick it up tomorrow." You slip the old man 4 shillings, "Thanks" you say as looking at your new ring.

"Mark my word" the old man says as he gets your attention. "Don't use that ring. I have to know what it does first. It could be cursed, light red is not a common color."

You look back at the ring, it looks so harmless. You hear a soft whisper from it again as a soft pink color shines from the stone. It's so pretty you think to yourself.

"Get outta here!" The old man suddenly says "I'll know what the ring does tomorrow. I'll tell you then."

You walk out the door you came in. The sun is still up as it is approaching midday.