Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20141108052650/@comment-7637833-20141211042048

"Alright, hopefully he has one in stock or can make one..." the grison murmured as they approached.

As they came closer, a thought raced through his mind. These ingredients... how would they work when put together? What would the dagger, particularly, be needed for?

...if I have to get stabbed... oh dear, Marco thought with a shudder. Already he wasn't liking the proposition that might be offered...