Even from a distance, the power of the gem was obvious to her. Now, held in 
her hands, it is almost overwhelming. She sways with dizziness and immediately 
cuts out her astral perceptions. Moving with utmost care, she carries the gem downstairs to her lodge, to her velvet-draped ritual 
altar. There, she examines the gem once more with her astral senses. She 
apprehends a tenuous connection with one of the greater metaplanes of astral 
space, a faint, fading link with the native plane of the Soul-Catcher.