Intro.<br/><br/>In the small one room building where Fenrix did his spells, there were shelves with books and shelves full of skulls and alchemist ingredients.<br/><br/>Fenrix placed own his ingredient list. Singing his appreciation for fruit, which went a little like this "Oh I love fruit, Oh fruit is good! Fruit is great and healthy oh good!... Dada lad Dada... hmm-HM-hem lads lama-DA fruit!" stopping abruptly, Fenrix put down the Gander root. "I think I need some fruit..." he murmured with a serious expression that made him look as though he was suspicious of something. Heading to his fruit basket he picked up an apple. Taking a bite of it he continued to devour it until it was just a husk of seeds. "I love these things..." he murmured, wondering what it was called again. Smiling as he gave up, he threw the remains of it into his skrying bowl. "Now..." he murmured as he used magic to make it turn to ash. "Let us see if we can find some more of these wonderful things..." he said distractedly. (Yes, he is kinda weird)