Flipping through the book Morgan cam across Grom's profile. It was a grim on at that detailing his prowess in non-magic combat and poisons that earned himself a position among the four executioners. Upon reading further, it went on to explain the different poison tips that he used on his spears, each marked with different ribbons. He had a chart written out labeling what kind of poison was with which spear and what antidote to use. In this case, he called for a mini syringe with a yellow fluid and red stripe painted on it. In his bag there were many pouches, fasteners, and loops to hold everything without a thing being loose so that it never jingled or clanged around. the syringes would be in a leather roll out hit in one of those pouches. the leather roll had the words "Anotidotes" tapped into the leather.

All other information about the executioners are vague, save for their names: Grom of the Spear, Drax of the Blade, Sphyl of the Scythe, and another known as the Black Wisp. Unlike the others, there was no known information on the Black Wisp thus far, not even a picture.
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(elsewhere)

A messenger nervously walked up to the large imposing metal door. with a shaky hand he quickly knocked a few times and took a step back as he tried to gather himself.

"What is it!?" A voice promptly replied, irritation already evident in his tone.

"I-its Grom, sir. He h-has fallen to the traiter Dremmick.... And the girl. She is starting to stir."

Uncaring to the fate of Grom the man inside the door merely shook his head as he stood from his bed.... More irritated that he was woke from his mid day nap than the death of his comrade. However,...this other matter..."What do you mean she is stirring?" he exclaimed as he made his way to the door. He slid open a small panel for his eyes to see though, "The curse always holds until the final judgement has passed."

"Understood, sir, b-but once in a while, she still moves! The Grand Judge is baffled and requested to see you at his court at dawn." the messenger explaind starting to calm down a bit.

"Message recieved, send word to the other executioners, Draz and Sphyl, to meet me here afterwords, I fear there is some cleaning up to do for Grom."

"Understood, sir"