Alastair had taken some convincing... Or, well, he hadn't been convinced, so much as inadvertently forced into the room. The man had seemed utterly against tampering with a magical artifact without any former knowledge of it. His case fell apart when Liesel confirmed her investment in it... So here he was, sitting at the table staring grumpily at the mysterious thing.<br/><br/><strong>"Should we burn something in it first...?"</strong><br/><br/>