At the mention of Deepfrost, the man made some strange symbol on his chest and grunted. "So say we all." Punctuating this with a decisive nod, he held a shaky hand out to grasp the jar, holding it before it and then swiping at it rather aggressively as if expecting his fingers to fly through. When they did not, he grinned rather giddily and nodded to himself.
"Few hours after sun'up should do." He grunted, eyeballing the jar. Given the lengths the bard had gone to procure this, he didn't quite want to kick the man out. Well, of course he did and wanted to rush home to his wife besides, but instead he remained, lower lip drawn up over the top, waiting to see if the man had anything else to say.
"Few hours after sun'up should do." He grunted, eyeballing the jar. Given the lengths the bard had gone to procure this, he didn't quite want to kick the man out. Well, of course he did and wanted to rush home to his wife besides, but instead he remained, lower lip drawn up over the top, waiting to see if the man had anything else to say.
