"Hmm, that's unfortunate. It just seems like something that would be useful." Peiter commented. "I mean, if Vile's followers can do it, then it must be possible. It would be nice if we could get something that would give us the same kind of advantage over them."

Though he was still watching the process, Peiter was still at a loss for the purposes of the steps Sabine was going through in creating her concoction. For one with only a passing knowledge of alchemy, it seemed like it would be as simple as just following a recipe, but he had a feeling that was not the case. "Anyway, what are you making, and what kind of potions do you already have made right now? Even if it's not turning into lightning, you must have some impressive potions, I'd imagine. It is [i]you[/i], after all."

At the edge of camp, Leaps could still smell something, but its source was still unknown. Wild animals approaching their camp was nothing new, so it was what S'ajira's mind immediately went to.  Likely, if a predator approached, it would back off as soon as it saw the size of the group, but that did not mean she wouldn't still be cautious. She walked over near Leaps and raised her snout in the air to see if she could catch whatever he was smelling on the wind. There was no movement or sound coming from the forest, and no indication that there was actually anything nearby other than the scent. However, it was steadily growing stronger until it was readily detectable by anyone in the camp. As well, it was becoming identifiable. For those who had never been to places like Elsweyr or Morrowind, it could be difficult to identify, but for those who had, it was getting closer to being the scent of durzogs.