Angry herself for her recent failures to make malar bags and in dismay at

Angry herself for her recent failures to make malar bags and in dismay at the loss of so much gold and materials, Jixis tosses her remaining dire bear leathers on the table and furiously works for hours. She doesn't look up or even seem to breathe as her hands fly over the material. When she finally looks up from her work and steps away from the table she looks down at her hands. They are bleeding and she almost passes out from fatigue and hunger. She sways on her feet, then leans forward to brace herself on the table and looks down at the results of her work. She stunned by what she has wrought. << I took a chance and hoped that luck would even out and I would succeed. I almost fainted when this happened.>>