"Well, I am hoping you would be kind enough to let me keep the... thing inside this, as it is technically no longer a Deva. Not after what I witnessed it doing to another of the angelic kind. Murder and then raping the body was the least of the things it did before I contained it. It was clearly infected by some kind of chaos creature which had merged with the former Deva's body and soul, but I am not sure if it is still sane, or even aware of its surroundings anymore."<br/><br/>He idly poked the scroll, before shaking his head. "The flask was brought more as proof of the scrolls authenticity, than for active examination, but I will allow it as long as I am present during the examination, they agree to not tamper with the spells on the flask, and if I tell them to stop, they stop. Several of the spells on the flask are the kind that destroy everything nearby, and I would feel bad if someone got hurt. And while I guess it would be easier to destroy it, it is also unique, and I have a problem destroying anything like that."<br/><br/>He quickly crafted a chaos... creature that vaguely, in the same kind of vagueness that a purple wyrm was to a dragon, resembled a Deva male, and stuffed it the creature into the appropriate area that appeared to link with the flask. Only a mage of power far above the best this planet could support would be able to spot the inconsistencies, and only after careful examination of the jar, scroll, and the area of the Astral plane that linked to flask, which could take as long as a year.