Weak light waffled against the wall of the apothecary shop as Jiffery stirred a finger around in one of the many boxes set around his island of the room. He dunked his quill and leaned over a large, opened tome with yellowing pages, crossing out the 8 behind Cave Spider Mandible, and recording a 6. A drop of water set down on the page, for Jiffery's hair was still jumbled and damp from the well; causing him, without delay, to brush a hand across the page, smudging the ink.
"Oh . . . " he grumbled, blotting at it with a stained strip of cloth.
"---I see the ixia is absent," came a creaky voice from the back room; "Another titillating adventure awaits your siblings, no doubt?"
Jiffery turned on his stool; allowing his eyes recess from the single…show more content… He whistled and sang 'til the church bells rang
An married tha hand of a lady.
Yes, his silvery, baritone voice has the peal of bells in his mind; but far too often it arrived scratchy and flat, when actually making it past his tongue. But that was a secret only he was privy…show more content… Least he gives em purpose."
Jiffery shrugged. "Huntin with Jaenna, I think." He turned an eye up at Kili, before quickly fixing it back on the tome. He flipped the page, but couldn't help but feel her gaze burning like a fire against his left side. He sat a little straighter, focusing on the new page; the letters and symbols were a blur that his brain refused to absorb.
He forced the quill down ..... and bobbed up from his stool. "Um . . . If ya boil a few of these . . . " He moved to a trough-like container and scooped his hand through; " . . . in with tha analgesic, it should diminish the willies . . . " He opened her hand and slowly transfered the seeds from his fist to her palm; " . . . an alleviate ejection . . . " His eyes met hers. " . . . Maybe -- more -- affable . . ."
" --- Okay, alright, Kili," called Witmire, dragging back in with a pair of wire-framed glasses on his nose and a stringed pouch in his fist; "Jiffery, mark two ounces of dopeworm --- An analgesic you see, Kili --- Oh, and a pouch. Must have something to carry it in, my dear."
Jiffery returned to his little candle-lit island and added the figures. Witmire surrendered the pouch to Kili.
"Oh, and do tell Ratigan his tab is
