He holds up a tangled skien of sorts, very fine threads magically held in position, connecting small beads-some black, some blue, "This is from Grandpa. Or more accurately, it was his. It was delivered to me a few days ago as his rightful property that was lost and found and returned. Now Ibelieve the messanger, and all omens indicate it's not a trap. But I don't know what it MEANS, or is. or Does. Willow whisper wasn't helpful. Gerd is in Alaska. But what the point of this thing was, or what it is supposed to tell me is ..vague'