"Master, slow down," His disciple urged, carefully helping Varn to his feet and guiding him closer to the barrel.
Seeing the milky white liquid filling the large barrel, Varn was speechless once more. Like undead dragon, he wondered if his old eyes were finally failing him.
'Oh Gods!' he thought wildly. 'Since when was the elves' most precious Life Water so common they needed a huge bathing barrel to hold it all?'
Hearing Varn's thought muttered aloud, Renjiro's mouth twitched. He had worried he might be away from his territory for a while, so he'd prepared this large barrel... and yes, the Life Water inside was originally meant for him to take a bath. He just hadn't known it was this valuable to humans.
'So... last night, did I basically wash myself with a king's ransom?'
