My brother and I were brought up on an island owned by the dragoness Vasila. Apparently the Chelish slavers who bought us from our parents ignored the Golden Lady's warnings and passed too close to her island.
So she confiscated their "property", took their gold, burned their ship, and made the evil fools swim home. Then Vasilia adopted the 96 halflings and tieflings as her children and raised us in her faith.
But enough about our home town, you wanted to look at the samples.
Una unveils a modest wooden box that contains a few pieces of handcrafted jewelry of gold, silver, and bronze. You peruse the rings, necklaces, and various bracelets. They are well made but not terribly flashy because someone had to remove some of the precious stones from their settings.
We had to use some of the rubies for passage on the ferry and for food.