[h3][color=bedded][b][center] Thomas Richard Harrison [/center][/b][/color][/h3]
[center][indent][color=bedded][i]Location:[/i][/color] The Apothecary.
[color=bedded][i]Interacting with:[/i][/color] The Merchant of Menace (shopkeeper), Satilla. [/indent][/center]

Fire beetles. And not just one, but six. Now Thomas dropped all pretense of getting a decent deal and eyed those beauties with easily discernable awe. Once more that kid in a candy store, or in this case an apprentice in a wizard's shop, those eyes alit with curious wonder, the moment those beetles hit the counter. Each rodent-sized beetle pulsating their glands as they scurried in their confinement. Taking those brightened eyes at a single beetle and watching it crawl from one end to the other of the glass cage, intimately watching with utter fascination. Poor blighters would have to die to make this work, maybe Thomas could keep one alive, keep it as a live specimen? To study of course. Still though a young mage's finger couldn't help but follow one of the insects from the other side of the glass.

[color=bedded]"Wow. Six? These are excellent beetles Sir. Where did you acquire them from? These might just work Satilla."[/color] A curious boy gave a nod to Satilla, confirming beetles did have the glands the elder spoke of and their properties seemed about right. Or at least what of Thomas could remember reading of them, there were so many insects to account for. One of the more numerous of the animal kingdom, and long when humans are gone, it would be they who inherit the earth. Hopefully Satilla would be the warier of the two given Thomas' seemingly cast off suspicions the moment the beetles were presented with the flare of a showman probably about to con a young man from his money. [color=bedded]"And what about the other ingredients? I mean I think I can get away with extracting the gland from the beetle, and crushing the rest of the shell as a powder. I'd need some help of course Satilla, I mean it's a dry potion this time around so it'll be easy."[/color]

[color=bedded]"It's a shame we have kill one of them. But how much for the lot Sir?"[/color] With all the innocence of a man hooked on buying, Thomas finally looked up from his beetles, yes his beetles as if he had already purchased them all. [color=bedded] "And for the sulfur, phosphorus and a small gem too if you could be so kind as to measure them out on your scales Sir. I think have the tubes for you..." [/color] And with some rummaging, Thomas produced two empty sample tubes from his alchemist's kit, each stoppered with a bit of cork and placed on the table. Hopefully they'd be able to catch that wax shopkeeper too and nab some of her salty Peter.