A quick climb and a few steps beyond into the hall was sufficient for Mallory before she turned to regard Rhydd. She knew he had no patience for bothers, despite how often he put up with her antics, and chose to be quick to the point despite a bit of uncertainty in her chest.
"I... ah, well, I've made something for you. The timing's gone a bit awkward after Farwalker's gift, I suppose, but still. I didn't want to step on her toes by giving you this in front of everyone... that, and, well... I mean, as I've been raised, it's not proper for a lady to give a man a token in public, so--" she realized she'd gone to rambling all too quickly. Where Rhydd found ease in his silence, Mallory relied on overabundance of words instead.
From her satchel came a rather sporting, sturdy pair of high boots. Solid leather, good stitching, reinforced heels; just the sort of thing for rough terrain. The tops were tufted with icy white fur that spilled inside as a dense, insulating lining throughout. As soft as a rabbit's pelt to the touch, somehow, yet the coloration was all too obviously that of the Ice Troll hair she'd been spotted working in her downtime since Bryn Shander. Though as she handed them over, a shift in the lantern light showed that the leather of the boots bore faint, almost imperceptible etchings of fine arcane inlays across the surface. The interior arch of each heel bore the same lily-of-the-valley seal as Mallory's signet ring - her family crest - along with the words
'Bonheur - Neverwinter' scripted in Dwarven runes ever so subtly around it as a maker's mark.
"I've enchanted them; so long as you wear these, they'll protect you from the cold and keep your stride sure even in the worst of blizzards. Plus they're broadly invulnerable to wear-and-tear and will resize themselves to fit the wearer, so they're bound to be the most comfortable boots you'd ever own. So long as you don't do something silly like toss them into a volcano, they'll last... well, forever." she explained hastily and spared him the finer details of the work in lieu of their base utility. Mallory's dark eyes bounced about - to the boots, the floor, up to Rhydd's face, and back away again as she found herself uncertain of where to look.
"We're going into danger and I want to be able to protect you, as you've done for me so many times, in whatever way I can. And I felt they would suit you, given your ways. Something to keep you warm and steady in the wilds, right?" she lifted her gaze again with a soft smile.
"And... well... they're a token of my esteem. I just want you to know how grateful I am to you. For being here, for being with me, for just... being you."
Mallory has crafted Rhydd a set of "Boots of the Winterlands". Given the timing already planned before we set out, he'll have time to Attune to them before we leave town if he wants.
Boots of the Winterlands:
Uncommon Rarity - Requires Attunement
These furred boots are snug and feel quite warm. While you wear them, you gain the following benefits:
You have Resistance to cold damage.
You ignore Difficult Terrain created by ice or snow.
You can tolerate temperatures as low as -50 degrees Fahrenheit without any additional Protection. If you wear heavy clothes, you can tolerate temperatures as low as -100 degrees Fahrenheit.
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