Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190324112237/@comment-25828117-20190409172838

"Aye. It must." Graicus nodded solemnly. The gladiator turned the shop over once more, looking for the potion. He didn't take any others, even if they could've come in handy. He wanted only one thing. And it simply wasn't there. Merrindin hadn't gotten around to making it again. He was looking across some cubboards for the third time now. Unwilling to give up. Thinking that perhaps maybe, maybe, he had overlooked. He was growing visibly angry and started slamming doors shut.