“Oh that. Something the griffons gave me just as the fair was ending. Supposed to wear it for some reason or another.” He picked up the necklace of ice, the little carved pieces tinkling like crystal. He snorted in amusement. “I let them put it on me without me knowing it was ice; bit of a shock. I promptly kept it on a little mound of snow to not be disrespectful, but like hell was I wearing that for an hour.”