[DameonRules]

Dameon wakes up from dreams of drinking his ale at his brewery. "Ale hurff" Dameon mutters as he gets up. "Dang it was cold last night. I just wish i had some more clothes to keep me warm maybe i will buy some when we get to your fathers city. I hope that my money will work here. Will theses work Alliene?" Dameon reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small purse. When he puts his hand inside the purse he comes out with a handfull of diamonds, rupies, saphires, emeralds blue and green. The smallest about the size of a thumbnail. Most of the size of a golf ball. All cut to what looks like perfection.