"Serpents dagger huh? Nope, doesn't ring a bell. But then again I'm not from round here. Are you planning to send a scouting group or do you want to march over there with banners raised and trumpets resounding?" Sam wasn't sure if he was joking. He walked over to the bar and looked at the piece of paper while putting corks on the bottles.
"Look's like no one's hurt, bummer. I wanted to show these off.. Oh well. I'll just save these for the inevitable later. I bet it won't take a day... Say is there any of that goop left on the ground outside?"

Horace smirked at Sam "Now look who's freaking people out."

Sam didn't listen, he was already on his way outside, leaving the potions on the counter and wielding a bunch of vials and a small shovel.

Horace shook his head then turned to Kael making large eyes hoping for another slice. "So... what's cheese?"