Visionary's Fetish
A fetish made of soft bone not native to any kin of the Realms. The giants did not have bone and so dreamed it up.
The Grand Ambassador was the only kin to ever understand the giants’ motivations. When the giants fell to the Deep Fog, leaving the Realms free, he helped to weave the fiction of the rebellion’s success, all the while aware that one day the Realms too would fall to the Deep Fog, flesh or not.
What did such a cunning mind think of the giants, truly? Such awesome creatures reduced to refugees in a constant state of panic: the Ambassador’s insights must have been wholly unique—if only he had ever shared them.
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Notes: Quivers in the presence of its avatar