A Stamp of Copper claims the desk.

My boots pattered past the sketchbook toward a shiny metal disc resting near a glass ink bottle. It was a heavy copper wax seal stamp with an ornate wooden handle! Standing tall before it, I tapped my wooden staff against the copper face—*clink*—saluting the sleeping crest engraved inside. An ancient seal of authority! I gripped the brass ferrule and gave it a mighty tilt, levering it upright so the engraved badger sigil pressed into a soft ball of discarded blue adhesive putty nearby. The blue mud yielded with a soft squish, holding the deep, sharp impression of the woodland crest. A sacred boundary mark is cast! #Shamanlabubu #Customfigure