With: Esperanza, Theo
Where: The Witch Queen's Palace, the Jewel of the Desert
When: May 16, 877 ROK - Evening
Antiphales had regretted the decision the moment he had agreed to accompany his nephew and long-time companion on this damned fool's errand into the desert. And the further along the trip they got, the worse his mood soured. Weren't there knights better suited to this trip? Actual nobles who could handle this sort of thing? Of course, his lush of a nephew wasn't making things any easier, forcing himself to sobriety and suffering because of it.
As his nephew asked questions that would do little more than scare the former Lady of the South, Antiphales stood, bent over a flowering plant in the corner of their sitting room. He ran his fingers over the spiny leaves, smelled the lavender colored flowers and nodded to himself, pulling a small vial and pruning knife out of his pack. He ran the knife along one stem of the plant, collecting both leave and flower into the vial, stashing the knife and pulling out another vial, dropping in a few drops of an oil-like substance, shaking it vigorously and walking over to his untouched tea. He poured the entirely of the flowery substance into his tea and slid it over to his nephew. "For the headaches," he reported without explanation. "If your stomach turns or you get the shakes, tell me."
Settling himself back in his seat, grumpily looking at the door, he shook his head, his expression softening just a little for Zaza. "Vampires don't like the arid heat this far South. It's why there were very rarely reports of their kin when you lived in this region," he said to calm her nerves. "You're much more likely to find sandworms or zombies in the desert than zombies."