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- Good day. I apologize for the disturbance, but aren't you the scriptorium master's grandson?
- Scriptorium?.. Ah, you must have mistaken me for my neighbor, Erian. He's not here right now. Drakkosha
- I used to know an alchemist, I wanted to learn a couple of things from him, but it didn't work out, so I guess I've had these lying around ever since. And I wouldn't touch the vials, that's my poison. Well, it's almost mine, - he demonstratively wagged his tail and continued sheepishly, - I ate something wrong the other day, I accumulated too much, so I had to, well... just in case.
- Oh, I see. - The warrior nodded to his companion, who grabbed Nuesh from behind. - My job is to crush skulls and slit throats, I don't understand alchemy. And poisons either. So, here's what we'll do: I'll call in an expert, and he'll tell me what we have here, okay?