<div class="floatleft">Kriat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280846.msg13808994#msg13808994)<br/>(http://www.infinitelibraries.com/images/Elli/Kriat.jpg)<br/></div><br/>Kriat mutters a curse - something about rusting gears - and fishes a tiny piece of dried nightshade from a pocket. She crushes it between her fingers, speaking soft words in a language none present are likely to understand, before she opens her hand in the rat's direction, engulfing it in a puff of oily fumes.<br/><br/>(Poison spray - /around/ Viola, not through her! Kriat's not betting this thing is susceptible, she's hoping to soften it up for Nala..)