"No one 'told me' this was correct. I know it is correct!" Lovise sniffed proudly. She tugged her left sleeve past her elbow to show a white leather armband that vaguely resembled a gauze bandage. Held to the leather with gold chains was an identical vial, this one filled with red liquid and missing the blade. "If you are not stupid, they are not so hard to make. The tricky bit is getting the pewter set properly without cracking the vial or scratching the runes. I have practice."<br/>Pulling her sleeve back down, she took the pendant out of the box and cradled it in her hand. She avoided the blade however, knowing that it would be very thirsty.<br/>"I change the design. You see, the power of the thing is the vial itself, not what it holds. I think that is why your wizards kept failing so badly." She held the chain up, letting the charm dangle. Instead of swinging like a pendulum, it froze while angled slightly towards him. "The vial absorbs the potion within a month or two. Sure, you could drink the potion and get the same effect for an hour or a day, but let the Drekksjalden have it and... well, the potion is always there, just waiting to be fed. May I see your hand?"