Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160815191145/@comment-5543592-20160816221612

(*Chorus of children: Thanks, Gravel Pit!)

Curiously, the amulet Miri wore was not affected by the magnetic field.

"You're almost there.  Closer now, to me."

The cleaver came loose. It's blade was coated with blood. What Talin's boot had brushed bobbed to the surface. It was a severed hand.

Just as Agatha had uncorked the potion, something hard, heavy, and metal clocked her in the back of the head. The potion fell from her hand, the glass of it's vial shattering, and spilling across the floor.