Continue making potions

Beatrix had an ok amount of ingredients, she could use more but the goblin felt that she needed to have some options on had before heading out to get more.

After all this was a town of goblins. She could be taken by someone, killed, enslaved, or anything else I could happen in this chaotic town.

She had to be prepared now that she could actually do something about it.

Riskel put down the now cooked chicken in front of her. Then sat down across from Beatrix with his own plate.

He started eating with agosto pausing once or twice to pick a bone out of his mouth.

Beatrix continued to watch riskel for a moment as she ate. A wicked idea came to her. "Stay here in the tower for awhile. The master won't mind." After all she needs a test subject.

Riskel nodded "Yes sister." He said look up at her. It was just for a second but she could have sworn that he held hate in his eyes.

"That's mistress," Beatrix hissed immediately. Her brothef's head went back down and she growled out something else."Know your place."

She finished her food quickly and stood from the table. "I'll be gone for some time the master has some tasks for me to complete." Beatrix added not taking her eyes off him.

She made her way to the stairs fuming. He'll be singing a different tune soon.

As soon as she came to the floor she made for the alchemy station she had been using.

With a evil grin Beatrix looked over what ingredients she had.