"Assassin rings, or poison rings, are like little lockets. They have hinges under the jeweled part and a little place to store things. Tiny photographs, little notes, deadly doses of cyanide. You name it." Artan got a small smile on his face, "She also likes collecting historical, peculiar assassin's weapons. She just got a set of hair combs from a place. I'm pretty sure we'll have a display case soon enough." He actually rather liked them, too. They were novel, and interesting, and kind of fun to think about.