Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140504164011/@comment-3293219-20140505151114

"Hmm..." Xervish reached into his pockets and withdrew his pestle and mortar, he placed some dragon's tongue in the bowl and handed it over to her.

"Grind that, until its a paste..." He ordered, making sure that his words were clear in case she wasn't able to comprehend them.