Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150227013352/@comment-29458028-20150309115540

"Ummm, why? I mean, I can try reacting blood with the water, but because you carry the vampiric blood of our family, the chances of a magical clash is very, very high, as Steelfang blood rejects and destroys impurity. Any harmful substance is normally attacked by out blood..." explained Abbadon.

To prove his point, Abbadon summoned a wrathman. He bit his own finger and let his blood drip on the undead servant. The result was a bright flash of light and an ash pile.

"Blood of Meridia, flowing in our veins. Another potential complication."

Abbadon isolated the water he took from the first river, taking the small sample of his mother's blood and getting himself ready. He forced pen and paper into Horus' hands, saying "record the results."

"Calm down, bro!"

"You really need to give me more blood, mom. A lot more. Don't worry, your body will refill the blood in seconds" said Abbadon, emptying the blood onto a petri dish. He conjured a clear visor to cover his eyes, as he started to drip the water from the first river on the blood...