[Maul, after he's completed his task of giving out gifts to his close friends in his most Maul-ish way, has one gift left to give. He leaves a large pile of coins wrapped up in a gothic kerchief, almost half of what Paimon had given him when Maul wished for them.
He puts a note beside it, the script blocky and large given Maul's lack of practicing writing growing up.]
It is traditional to give gifts to loved ones in some cultures and worlds this time of year. I know you will like it immensely. [Maul knows Savage has always had a fondness for money in any form.] Merry Christmas, my brother. Having you here this year is the best present I could ask for.
[Then he curls up next to his brother and falls fast asleep, exhausted from being up almost the entire night.]
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Christmas Gift
He puts a note beside it, the script blocky and large given Maul's lack of practicing writing growing up.]
It is traditional to give gifts to loved ones in some cultures and worlds this time of year. I know you will like it immensely. [Maul knows Savage has always had a fondness for money in any form.] Merry Christmas, my brother. Having you here this year is the best present I could ask for.
[Then he curls up next to his brother and falls fast asleep, exhausted from being up almost the entire night.]