Arriving back at the farm, they packed away the items they’d gained and Mallory gave everyone a silver piece from the fifteen she’d taken off the orc mage, putting the other six with the group funds. She also put all the potions in her satchel and gave the orc’s satchel to Jorgen, as well as giving him and Emica a belt pouch each. Jorgen handed over the vial of poison mist, warning Mallory it would kill her too if she used it near herself. It was the type of weapon you threw from you so it smashed several metres away.
“How much health does it take?” Callum asked.
“Sixty,” Jorgen said.
Mallory took two calico cloths out of one of the panniers and nestled the potion vials in amongst them in her satchel. She really needed a more secure way to carry the potions. Although the vials seemed t
