Anyway, Malice nods at that and holds out his hand, thinking about the necklace in question. It was something the lady who raised him held onto so dearly - the last thing he had of her, that he clung to for a long time until circumstances forced him to sell it to have enough coin to survive. He loved that necklace because he loved her, and she'd disappeared on him one day, never to return.
For a brief moment, something begins shining in Malice's hand - the shape is circular, but it's smaller and thicker than a necklace would be, forming something... else.
Then it abruptly puffs into smoke when Malice tries to focus on it, and he exhales loudly.]
...Well, that's more progress than I've been makin', so maybe I'll get it eventually.
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Anyway, Malice nods at that and holds out his hand, thinking about the necklace in question. It was something the lady who raised him held onto so dearly - the last thing he had of her, that he clung to for a long time until circumstances forced him to sell it to have enough coin to survive. He loved that necklace because he loved her, and she'd disappeared on him one day, never to return.
For a brief moment, something begins shining in Malice's hand - the shape is circular, but it's smaller and thicker than a necklace would be, forming something... else.
Then it abruptly puffs into smoke when Malice tries to focus on it, and he exhales loudly.]
...Well, that's more progress than I've been makin', so maybe I'll get it eventually.