My Aunt Rosalind loved the town of Ryston. There she lived, and there she died - a death so mysterious that no one can explain to this day. She left me her store, where we once created magical jewelry together, a strange protective pendant and a whole bunch of riddles. I came to Wryston to figure out what was happening on my own, to return to the work of a master artefacturer and to find out what my aunt had been hiding from me lately. And perhaps this is a chance for me to earn forgiveness. Believe me, there is a reason.