[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/FBrdjSk/image.png[/img][h3]Malphas Misty Temple[/h3][@Rune_Alchemist][/center] Having watched the deer's passing intently, the cult leader interested in its struggles. Its drive to live as it tries to drag its hooves to safety, its eyes filled with primal fear. For those brief moments, Malphas could only think of one thing: How beautiful this sight would be if he had used this poison on a human. The crying from the woods caused the hairs from the back of Malphas's neck to stand at attention, but he hacked it up to the wind playing tricks on him. The note that Soyala made about the poison was quite interesting, and Malphas only lamented in not bringing some sort of bottle to preserve the rest of the flower he had tested out. Perhaps he'll ask thar merchant to connect him to the places where he could obtain this faster-acting concoction. Malphas was always particularly drawn to poison, and how it corrupts and kills from within. Having not learned his lesson the first time regarding its dangers, Malphas could not help but want to pursue such a craft once more! ... "[color=lightblue]Pitiful...[/color]" Malphas sighed as he watched the exhausted deer finally give in. This was why animals didn't interest him as well. Their behaviors are sometimes too predictable, too basic... Nothing else interesting would come of it. "[color=lightblue]Finish the beast off, and lead the way to what was promised to us, Soyala.[/color]" Malphas marched towards the direction of the temple, but not before firing one last arrow into the tree, to mark it for when he leaves. Hopefully this abode he is being lead to will at least have some sort of bottle or sack for him to place the flower into...