"Ha. Well, I didn't make it, so I dunno how much it cost ta make... but I certainly know that it's a helpful little doohickey. An' that fire mixes with my own chi with very interestin' effects..." Marric chuckles, sliding the bracelet onto her wrist once more. At this point, she figures she could turn back into her normal form... but offense seems to be the key versus these bandits, and her female form seems to excel at offense.<br/><br/>"Alright. You duck into a doorway or a closet or somethin'... I'll wait out in plain sight. Give me a moment ta set it up, an' then you swing in ta drop the hammer on 'em..."<br/><br/>Once the halfling woman is safely tucked away, Marric strides into the middle of the room, watching the door and windows equally. Whatever comes through, she's going to try and press her advantage from earlier to try and get some answers first... though the flames are already dancing around her feet, just in case.<br/><br/>"I was waitin' for y'all... didn't your mama ever teach you not to keep a lady waiting?"