(The image works.)<br/><br/>The doll slowly shifts into the form that you willed it to, although in a strange looking garb made of poor cloths. You're sure that at some point the clothes were a fashion somewhere, but can't recall where.<br/><br/>And it does talk, although not much. "I serve."<br/><br/>A few more motes gives the doll a blade made of blue light. Or perhaps purple if you desire that color instead.