A blindfolded man appears out of the shadows and unerringly taps a threadbare purple cloak on a polished black rack with one finger.

He curtly says, "The cloak will cost you 5000 Lirums, outsider." Before he melts back into the darkness you hear him say, "If you are interested in one, then buy it."

The purple cloak is pocketed.
The purple cloak is somewhat pliable.
It appears that the purple cloak can be draped over the shoulders.
You are certain that the purple cloak weighs 22 stones.

Possibly alive; it has bones.

[Name] jerks the lapels of her purple cloak in front of her suddenly!
[Name] gently pulls her purple cloak's collar to her face and rubs her lips against it.
[Name] twists one of the fraying threads of her purple cloak curiously around her forefinger.
[Name] pulls her purple cloak tightly around her body.
[Name] gently brushes her purple cloak, paying careful attention to the fraying strands.