<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg3050727#msg3050727">Quote from: NobleWolf on 19-05-2010, 06:19:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Sigmund - Rosewater Estate<br/><strong>"In that case..."</strong>, she speaks softly, placing the book back in it's place. She quickly takes another, flipping through the pages carefully in search.<br/><strong>"Yes, yes... Ok! We'll need some beeswax, phosphorescent fungus, and powdered cockatrice bones. The rest I should already have. How do you plan on finding these things? They aren't exactly easy to come by."</strong>, she elaborates, almost speaking to herself really.<br/><strong>"Cockatrice are deadly things, but at least you might find one about if you're lucky. But.. the fungus and beeswax aren't exactly abundant."</strong><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The cleric grumbled as he put his hands beneath his chin to support his head while he thought. Then a lantern came on and Sigmund grinned, almost wickedly so as the gears in his head began to turn.<strong>"Fortunately, I came in here upon a caravan. With any luck, and assuming the caravan and general store possess smart business men, the store should be freshly stocked with the rarities we require. As for the cockatarice..."</strong>Sigmund examined his open palm, a habbit of his before closing it in mention of extinguishing a life. Though it was a beasts, and an ugly one at that.<strong>"I may not be the best tracker, but the ground will be primed with recent tracks and old ones washed away. Destroying the beast, Desna willing, should pose no problem assuming I prepare accordingly."</strong>He turned as if to look out a window, not that the storm cloud laden sky would be any indicator for time.