First Kaelyn.....
Now Lord Ikus......

"Offering his help and abandoning his word to my requests to see to a member of the house. 'Be graceful' he told me. Just to pacify my rage?" her nails clack on the stone table.

Jade takes a bag of sand from a small wooden chest. She dumps it on the table. She traces a symbol in the sand, then bites into her palm allowing some of her blood to flow. The blood pools within the sand stirring the sand to life. A wave moves the sand back and forth as it takes shape.

The sand becomes solid, forming into a doll. Jade eyes the toy gently. A most lovely thing indeed. The dolls hair is blonde and the skin very fair of the porcelin doll. Jade sets it to dry.