Crawler Mucus Poison Recipe: Difference between revisions

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| quote = This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.

| book text = My old friend Nikros paid me a visit. While I was brewing some hot chocolate (Nikros takes his with vanilla extract, which is perverse, but I'd be lying if I said him asking for extra didn't put a smile on my face), he read some of my notes. Upset by what I'd said about potions (see my other work, Drow Poison), he told me I ought to view things in a more positive light. I voiced my difficulties in doing so, given what I feel are fairly credible and germane reasons. We went back and forth, our drinks growing cold, vanilla congealing, and he revealed that, of course, he had in fact come here for a form of poison. Was it for a monster? Oh, that soured him. His mouth made an unhappy bow. No, he admitted. It was for a traitorous comrade of his. Naturally that ended the argument, and he left mumbling and hunched and sullen.