Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170921114614/@comment-24736819-20171121190444

"Hmm...", Albah'ith heard the call from outside, "He was concocting a potion..."

He approached the caldron and waited for one of the elves to go back up first, so they could help him up.

"We should hurry. The effect of the spell is worning off and those roscreans outside do not strike me as the patient kind.", he urged.