Magic jewelry store. Polyanskaya N.

My aunt Rosalind was very fond of the city of Rayston. There she lived, and died there - the death is so mysterious that no one still can explain. She left me her store, where we once created magic jewelry, a strange protective pendant and a whole pile of puzzles together. I came to Rayston to independently understand what was happening, return to the work of the artifacter master and find out what the aunt had been hiding from me recently. And also, perhaps this is a chance for me to earn forgiveness. Believe me, there is something.