The first step towards identifying the magical signature used to forge the sigil was procuring set of potions and spells, a feat which was easier said than done. Of course Alios had more than enough magic to fuel the incantations and casting of the spell components, but brewing was hardly his strongest suit.
His mother would snarl to hear him admit such a thing aloud, and even his father would have given him a look of disappointment. It was unbecoming of a demon to show any sort of weakness, let alone one with the blood of an alpha wolf running through his veins. Alios adored the memory of his parents, but he knew that in their eyes he might as well have rolled over and bared his belly.
There was an old Abyssal proverb that proclaimed that any problem that could not be solved by the ap
