[That potion's accepted, he brings it close to give it a good look... cleary very, very wary. Maybe even does the sign of the cross with his free hand for good luck. But he'll go ahead and tip it back for a good sized swig, and in a dramatic puff of smoke --
He's mouse-sized. Landing on the ground with the teensiest, tiniest little thud and everything.]
a chance to make chipp suffer, you say?
But he'll go ahead and tip it back for a good sized swig, and in a dramatic puff of smoke --
He's mouse-sized.
Landing on the ground with the teensiest, tiniest little thud and everything.]
... Aww, c'mon!