Shiny nice little polygonic thingies that Candy has too few of. (143. Plus two knife racks.)
Dice double as Ree's idea of precious stones. She has been known to spend ten minutes straight oohing and aahing over her beloved translucent teal polyhedrals in particular. She can die happy if she ever bags a set of Flame Nebulas (sadly discoutinued by [Chessex]).