Eldarin looked at the tools as though he'd just remembered what they were for. Of course now he remembered that the knight had said the same thing as the women, that the blood of a Godless was valuable. Somewhat reluctantly he stepped forward and set to work, trying not to think about what he was doing. In a few moments the bottles were filled with the valuable blood. Eldarin carefully tucked it away, he didn't want to drink it in front of her. [b]"Very well then, if I can offer you no more recompense, then I must be on my way."[/b] Eldarin said, the remorse he still felt audible in his voice, and turned to leave. Once he was out of sight of the women he would down one of the bottles of golden liquid, hopefully it wouldn't taste as repulsive as he imagined it would.