D26.9 Ulrunir - Three Tribulations of Marble, Part 9
Inur-Ash still stood before his desk with his arms folded, yet somehow a clay bowl was before him covered with what appeared to be a filter made from dense webs.
From the bowl was emanating a pink mist that signified near completion of the tincture.
"Gravel Cobwebs... That is a rather unusual choice of filter..." the bitter voiced woman muttered, somewhat intrigued.
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