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You are almost certain that whatever this is, it is not Mysterious. And given the solid chance that this might have been father's, almost certain is certain enough to close the distance to it and poke at it a bit. As you crawl and squirm your way towards the leather oddity, you reflect just how useful it would be to have a proper probe for things like this, something tipped in lead, or at least a handle that you could salt like you do with your wands. You get into position, flip the blade open, and reach out with the blade in your right hand - but with only a few inches between the tip and the oddity, you stop yourself. Instead, you grab a little pebble by your left hand, and you throw it at the oddity.
The tiny stone smacks into the leather with an equivalently tiny slap, rocks it back a little ... and absolutely nothing else. To be absolutely sure, you wait as long as you dare, waiting to see if anything Mysterious happens ... but as you sweat and ache and strain and even tremble on your elbows and knees in the dirt, the little bit of leather and steel doesn't do a damned thing. Marginally more comfortable about your prospects with the oddity, you prod it, just once with the tip of the blade. It unfurls - and to your surprise there is a bit of writing, stamped on the inside of the leather. It quite clearly reads <span class="mu-i">S, Property of House</span>. Looking at the leather itself, there is no indication that there was more to the -
Maker's Mercy! It is a spur! A cock-fighting spur!
When you spoke to the Master Abbot, he was investigating the Burying Grounds of the Mount because they had found a freshly-made Construct in the backroom of an unlicensed cock pit, Woven out of the flesh of man.There had also been ... some connection to the South Sexton, a relative of his who apparently worked at the pit but was no nowhere to be found. This was why Ossavian and the Master Abbot were so keen on hearing what you had to say about your ass of a boss.
Enough of about that though - if on the off chance that this wasn't left here by your father, then it had to have been left behind by one of his 'professional' friends. There is simply no other reasonable explanation for why there would be a cock-fighting spur just lying right in front of a kicked-in casement window of <span class="mu-i">this</span> house. You are not sure if this was an oversight or if it was left deliberately, as some sort of message ... and unfortunately, you have absolutely no idea where the cock pit actually is - you just know that it was seized, first by the Guard, then by the Inquisition. If you only had more time left ...
> Please choose ONE of the following:
> The spur must have been left behind as a mistake. Take it with you.
> The spur could be a message. Best leave it behind.
> The spur could be a message ... but you are going to take it regardless.
