Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161218140509/@comment-17114085-20170209112610

"The explosive kind. We can make traps that shoot out shards of silver at the ghosts, dealing heavy damage to them." Lund suggested. That trap idea was one of his own design, which he called Moon Dust. The boy was quite skilled in Alchemy and always came up with numerous potions, poisons and explosives.

If he wasn't a Witcher he would make a good replacement Alchemist when ours finally died. Rigel thought.

The Alchemist was the one member of the Order of Witchers that was not a Witcher themselves, instead they held the secrets to making more Witchers. There was only two at a time, a master and an apprentice, to make sure the secrets of the mutations survived, but only with as few people as possible.

"We'll need some spare silver though. You think the local blacksmith or jewelsmith will mind us taking some of their silver?" Lund asked.

"I don't like stealing, but I'll overlook it. We'll call it payment for saving them from the Cursed Army." Rigel said.