Chapter 82. What Are We Going to Write on Here?

While Aoife slept in their allocated room, Orynn secured the room and headed down to where Narcissa and her brother kept their stores of ingredients for their mostly nefarious work.

Aoife had been very specific about what was needed and was taken aback when Orynn confirmed that everything she had wished she had to make specific salves and poultices were readily available here.

It had always seemed ironic to him that such powerful healing items were held by such despicable people, but that seemed to be the way of the world. People in power were rarely anyone that you should look up to or trust… at least in this world anyway.

The only reason Narcissa kept these items was because both her and her brother continually went too far with their morbid experiments and there was no other alternative for saving an experiment in the late stages if you didn’t have the capabilities to resurrect or to bring people back from the brink of death.

Their attempts were almost alw