"I made the pendant from a fragment of one of Jormun's scales and a sliver of the Arthan Armor." Lith explained as he pointed at the various details. "We'll have to find it another name, though. I don't want the crazy old coot to jinx Val's future."
"How did you get Jormun's scale, and how could you damage Davross that masterfully enchanted?" Solus examined the craftsmanship of the knight pendant, and it astonished her.
She recognized Lith's handiwork, but there was also something else. Someone had polished the piece, smoothing the imperfections until there were none left.
"I had Leegaain's-"
"Grandpa!" Salaark's voice snarled out of thin air.
"Grandpa's help." Lith corrected himself. "He still had one of Jormun's baby scales, and he removed the Davross from the armor. Or so he says. I wasn't there. He says he doesn't trust me farther than he can throw me."
