The full wheel

[Nephrite]

"I do not believe so." Moore says. "I also do not expect this to be free - or, rather, without a cost. I am happy to explain why I need one, or simply offer whatever you deem appropriate for it."

[Anastasia]

"The highest quality one we have is 200,000 gold coins," Ruby continues, "We have no reason to ask of your motives, as this particular specimen comes from a long passed wyrm who is beyond the ability to resurrect or compel."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "That will be fine."

He may as use the best quality if he wants this to work out.

[Anastasia]

Go post the expense in loot.

"Then it will be provided shortly, while you procure the funds," Ruby agrees.

[Nephrite]

Done and done.

We'll have to have a talk sometime about how we keep track of 'wealth' anymore given how things have moved for us.

[Anastasia]

Sure. Go ahead and declare how you're going to get the money for that, even if it's just a quick trip home or opening a bag.

[Nephrite]

oh sorry!

"I will be right back." Moore says as he returns via magic to get the needed funds from what they've been hoarding for a while, and will use the ring to return right back!

[Anastasia]

Easy enough.

Ruby is there and asks, "In the meantime while the scale is brought forth, we've come into possession of a pixie dust slime. An unusual creature to be certain, but one that is mostly harmless. Would such a creature interest you, Moore? It has the mind of an animal, but a domesticated one."

[Nephrite]

"A... pixie dust... slime?" Moore asks, trying to follow how that would even happen. "I would be happy to give it a home." Moore says with a smile. "We seem to have become quite a beacon for the lost, as of late."

[Anastasia]

"We'll consider it complementary with your purchase," Ruby agrees as she makes a curious gesture, like a sweep of her hand.

It's a green blob of slime about the size of a dwarf or so. It floats in the air and flies along, trailing bright and sparkling pixie dust behind it. It lets out a soft, cute noise as it comes close to you. It comes to a stop before you and the part of it closest to you pokes out, rubbing against your hand.

"Normally we would assume a wizard created such, but we know it is not so. A half dead green slime fell into a large vat of pixie dust and consumed all of it. The nature of the fey being what it is, it gave it an intelligence similar to a dog and a few small gifts." Ruby reports simply, "It has no place in the planes, but it would make a fine pet or a source of acid. It does shoot acid when attacked or startled."

[Nephrite]

"We'll have to be careful, then." Moore says, as he gives the slime a smile. "Don't worry, you have a home now."

[Anastasia]

The pixie dust slime continues to rub against your hand.

"It has the dietary needs of a carnivore," Ruby goes on, "Though it can eat almost anything, our research and divinations suggest that it needs meat for at least half of its meals."

[Nephrite]

"That shouldn't be any trouble at all. Did you pick a name for it?" Moore asks.

[Anastasia]

"No," Ruby says, "Name it as you wish."

[Nephrite]

"We'll come up with something." Moore says. "I hope you all have been getting into too much trouble." A small grin follows that.