Kosuke thought briefly. "Yes," he said, "If you notice any suspicious characters, people from out of town. Apprehend them immediately, but do not injure them in any way. Go on now time is of the essence."<br/><br/>Crowley saluted and was quickly on his way. The boy turned to look at the sleeping ranger. "Eight minutes left. Let's see if I can finish before he wakes up." The mage began pulling things out of his bag: Some herbs, a mortar and pestle, and a charm drawn on a piece of paper. Quickly he set to work, grinding the herbs together into a fine powder, then setting them on top of the charm and lighting the mixture on fire with a match.<br/><br/>He waited patiently for the the card to burn away and the herbs to meld together and harden. Once it had cooled down, the result was a mass of petrified, enchanted, ground herbs that resembled a sulfur rock. He then promptly took this and chucked it into the water. From there, it would dissolve into the water and evaporate with the toxins. Any one breathing in the toxins would also be breathing in the sleeping drout, and as soon as they'd taken in enough of the toxin to become dangerous, the drout would put them to sleep.<br/><br/>Kosuke looked over to the Ranger. He'd be waking up any moment now, and when he did, they would check to see if any suspects had been caught. Depending on the answer, they may go interrogate them, or they may search the surrounding mountain land for suspicious people or anything that looked like a base or a camp site. The boy was beginning to think he was rather good that this sort of thing, but still preferred the medical path he'd chosen.