Sigmund peered from beneath his hood twords the altar, readily recognizing the signs of meditation in Lilay. He averted his gaze to meet Jophery's.<strong>"Indeed."</strong>he whispered, matching his volume level.<strong>"A small sample, to be certain, but it should be enough to identify what Hordo was shot with and what the proper antidote might be. However, there is one small problem. It is beyond my skills to identify."</strong>His gaze switched between Lilay and Jophery again, the priestess peaceful and serene in prayer whilst the acolyte seemed eager to help. Him or her, well...only Jophery knew.<strong>"I had come here to ask the priestess if she knew of anyone in town, but it seems she is busy."</strong>