[ At last, he takes the gift and opens it, revealing the contents inside. Between his index finger and thumb, he carefully plucks the charm out from its box, allowing it to dangle. Within his hold, the charm appears miniscule; but amber light from the fire refracts off of the clear resin, giving the charm an fae-like quality. ]
A clover? [ He inquires, his helm canting a degree to the side. ]
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A clover? [ He inquires, his helm canting a degree to the side. ]