<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EFUS_JCWkAEjgaD.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lucien Norva (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15943817#msg15943817)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Dhampir Alchemist<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Generic Cave Dungeon One | Afternoon, W1D2<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rei<br/><br/>Lucien's grim disappointment--unseen by the human in the dark--lifted somewhat with the praise she gave, turning to mild embarassment instead. "Thank you. They were meant to be healing potions but they were a...bad batch." An awkward smile followed, one that she would be able to see as he approached, his face lit by the flames his alchemy had provided. "Not exploded indeed. At least this potion is..." he trailed off as he noticed the flush in her cheeks. In the dimness of his darkvision it would not have be noticeable, but the flames revealed all. A brow cocked, but before he could ask how she was feeling, she'd spun around ready to march ahead. Odd.<br/><br/>"Hold a second," he said, pausing a moment to jot down notes of her strange behavior. "Are you feeling a sort of 'rush'? An itch for combat and destruction. That is intended for this creation, though I hope I haven't tuned its effectiveness too high." A light hum left him then, thoughtful and rumbling. "I need you to keep me updated as we go."