21m x 12m x 5m, those were the size of the shuttle Sam had found, the small cargo bay he had slipped into when it had opened up to deploy point defense shields was much smaller than that. First the news that the Cop had killed there gate and cut contact, then the attack, and now stuck in this hole. It had taken a day to pry lose the panels move stuff around and get the manual door release and pry the door to the rest of the ship open to get to some food and water.

What he found inside was rather a nice suprize, well over 200k in uncut gems, base metals, fine rare woods, even some small amounts of alchemicaly pure metals. Along with that he also found almost 300k in various crafting tools and a 100k chip! On top of that there was a whole library of data pads.... it was stagering, the sure amount of information on them would take up more space than every building ins his hometown in book form.

Saddly the data pads, the ship, and damn near everything had a biometric lock on it. The only thing he could get access too was a few pads with star charts on them... lots of star charts, lot of good that did.

Well... there are worse places to be stuck. At least here there's something to do.

He helps himself to food and water and, to repay the owner's unwitting generosity, sits cross-legged in a corner with and begins singing to the gems one at a time.

"Light plays off facets
Like from a rippling river
A sparkle that never moves
And yet travels on forever
Catching eyes
Catching minds"

As he sings, he uses his hands and the tools to mold the gems into whatever faceted shape is currently in fashion for that type of gem, allowing the result to be significantly larger than if it had actually been cut into shape. They tend to take on organic, plant-like forms, but he takes his time and smooths those out, except for a  few gems that he leaves as flower blossoms and some that end up with leaf patterns etched into facets or even in the inside.

You know, a distracting thought worms into his mind as he works, there's no need to repay the owner. They're probably dead anyway. Sam considers that for a moment, but thinks, equanimously, Well, if the owner does come back, they'll be grateful for the help. And if they don't, and I keep this stuff, I'd want to do this anyway.

When Sam looks over the pasterns of the gems and metals he realizes something interesting, they are natural stones and metals not created through magic in any way (save the pure metals). Using magic to grow or shape them would lower there value considerably.

The only ones magic seams to have affected are already grown into shape, they must have been grown from shavings from cutting the natural gems. (afteral growing a gem from a 'seed' stone is a lot easier and provides a more natural crystal structure)
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Once he's noticed that, he of course doesn't continue the process as intended.

It's not long before he's bored again, though, and decides to make something, if only by hand. He eventually settles on setting one of the already-formed sapphires into a silver ring with an ice crystal motif around the setting and along the band.
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The tools at his disposal were exsilent, the best he's ever seen, and taking all the time and able to see the paterns he is working with he is able to produce a high quality ring. He wasn't able to produce any extraordinary affects or anything but the ring was pretty much perfect. (5 success)

The ring is probably worth twice the value of the materials.

That and it killed an hour or two.