"Where is Manx? Did you see her, Hill?" Selûne had also thought of the impostor who had caused so much trouble.
Cyric had appeared alone among the Shadow Thieves. That meant their alliance was over.
But no one believed that the young woman, who might well be a devil, would stay away from Chult.
"Across from... the cameraman, a little to the right, on the other side of the crater," Hill answered softly. "There's a crack there too."
"Where?" Lathander craned his neck and peered at the giant screen. "It's such a tiny spot... How am I supposed to see it?"
"I didn't actually see her either," Hill admitted, a little embarrassed. "But I've made so much jewelry that I can recognize certain popular gems at a glance."
"The Beqiu Gem?" Selûne caught on at once. "There, in the crack at the upper right. There's a glint of blue light... We're on the side away from the sun, and that crack across from us is deeper, but the sunlight shines straight into it."
"You can recognize a glint that small..." Lathander marveled. "Anyone trying to fool you would have a hard time of it!
"No wonder you're famous for being rich, yet so few swindlers have come to take advantage of you."
"A mage who's good at making magic items would be hard to fool, wouldn't he?" Hill laughed.
"Oh, come on. Elminster and Laira have both been fooled, haven't they?" Lathander said without hesitation. "The more confident they are, the worse they get taken.
"That crazy old Elminster nearly let someone swindle him out of his home in Shadowdale!
"If Simbul hadn't noticed something was wrong, those swindlers really would have torn down his mage's mansion and replaced it with so-called Glass Steel.
"Heh, Hardened Crystal and Glass Steel