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“Do you know what’s in it?” Mel asked as she started wiggling the rough stone lid loose, a bit of warmth still present in it.
Babs grinned. “I’ve got ideas, but let’s see. Let me give you a hand.”
The two worked together, lifting and carefully setting the stone slab on the ground. Babs propped her glowing staff against the case and Mel peered in. Sitting on top was an old glass bottle with a dark liquid inside, with an odd label.
“BBQ Sauce?” Mel shook her head.
“Goes on meat, Joe swore by it. Third level magic in it though…I wouldn’t trust the label.” Babs moved the bottle aside and picked up a piece of paper under it. “And…what is apparently a recipe for it, although some of the ingredients seem quite odd.”
“Hold on, let me get the codex. It’s probably all code.” Mel fetched the little black book and started flipping back and forth. “It’s a ley flow recipe, for jet stone. Something called a curse catcher?”
Babs let out a low whistle. “Well, he finally found it. No wonder he was ready to move on. Joe was…a little obsessed with the idea of not only breaking a curse, but returning it to the one who gave it. I guess he figured it out. I guess this potion somehow absorbs active magic in a person, and lets you…return it somehow?” She shrugged. “It was his ultimate revenge, heal his lover, then force the one who cursed her to bear the same curse.”
“Seems fair.”
Babs shrugged again. “I’d rather just kill the person, but Joe doesn’t like to do anything half way. What’s at the bottom? It's crackling with magic.”
Mel reached down and lifted out…
> A Dragon Wing Bone
> A Dragon Talon
> A Dragon Scale
