Jarval
Explorer
"Now that is an interesting find." Richard peers closely at the dead creature. "Not a species I recognise, certainly. I'd be happy to 'have at it'. as Mr MacAllistair puts it." He smiles, then turns back to the papers.
"As for these, I'm afraid it sounds like your grandfather may have driven himself mad. A friend of his send him the Devil's Foot root, suggesting it might be of use in his 'project', whatever that might refer to. The Devil's Foot root is poisonous to not only the body, but also the mind. If your grandfather had prolonged exposure to the root, it might well have robbed him of his sanity.
"Oh, and this document doesn't seem to be in any language I recognise. Perhaps one of you gentlemen can translate it?"
"As for these, I'm afraid it sounds like your grandfather may have driven himself mad. A friend of his send him the Devil's Foot root, suggesting it might be of use in his 'project', whatever that might refer to. The Devil's Foot root is poisonous to not only the body, but also the mind. If your grandfather had prolonged exposure to the root, it might well have robbed him of his sanity.
"Oh, and this document doesn't seem to be in any language I recognise. Perhaps one of you gentlemen can translate it?"