Things that go boom

what. "Horrifically barbaric, says the man who regularly turns into a lion." Ronin grinned and rolled his eyes, following Remi into the back room and sinking down into one of the chairs to watch as the alchemist began to sketch. He nuzzled his cheek absently against Aoife as he watched the design come to life, his blue eyes widening a fraction as he noted down the improvements. "That seems good, yes. Though I'd be worried, potentially, that the thing might catch before you get a chance to throw it. And we'd want to make sure the wick doesn't burn out easily, or burn too slowly." He nodded as Remi spoke of the creature. "It did, if you can call it hair. And you're right, but I'm trying to account for the members of the group that might not be as lucky or coordinated too. Whatever happens, these will make it easier to pen the creature in and to lure it out from the shadow of the Spire - and keep it there."