The heavy curtains were drawn shut to fend off the late afternoon sun, casting the room into darkness except for the light of a single candle. His finger caressed the page with intimate care as he turned over the page. One cannot be too careful when handling artifacts of this nature. Studying the next page he verified once more the necessary reagents. If anything was off, anything at all...
"Hey Shadow-tongue, mixing up another one of your wicked elixirs?"
Roommate. If there was one thing he regretted deeply it was the sheer expense of acquiring the materials for the ritual. His roommate wasn't supposed to be home today. Why was he here? Did they run out of beer at the fraternity house?
He shot a withering glare at the neatly dressed young man.
"Oh, sorry, Dark-worm? Black-Snake? Dude, I'm dying here, can't you just tell me your name, or maybe write it down? In English please?"
If only he DID die…No. Too soon. There'd be…attention. He had also previously written his name down for the d