Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20151212160707/@comment-5583506-20160108015853

The house hadn't been dusted for years, bearing witness of the fact that the owner was too preoccupied with his own interests and dabbling with the alchemical arts rather than to tidy up everyone now and then. Even some old paintings on the second floor were covered with linens as if they had never been uncovered.

Montinette wiped some sweat from his forehead as the heat began to gather in his study from the boiling basis he had just created. His hand slightly trembled with nervousity as he skimmed through the pages of some antique book on alchemy and how to set up for more advanced experiments and mixing with rare, possibly dangerous ingredients.

"This might smell a bit", he said to Kay as he poured the Wispmother's blood into the mix watching as it seemed to react strongly to the component.

He grimaced for a brief moment, as if he doubted that he had done it right. The brew did seem to react somewhat... violently. It wheezed and bubbled furiously as a witch's cauldron until it settled some mere seconds later with a sigh of relief from the alchemist.