Teddybear

Kivvien shook his head. "There are none to my knowledge."

Kivvien considered it. "Possibly. If there were an illness that affected the demons, perhaps we could bind the cure to that."

Kivvien stood to the side. This had better be worth it.

"You were out for at least a few weeks," Kivvien said distractedly as he flipped through the journal. He found the page he was looking for, one that was primarily ...

Kivvien produced his own journal and placed it on the cleared space on the table. "What was your focus when studying the creatures?"

Kivvien pulled his satchel around his side and dug within it. "I have made much progress creating an antidote to the dark. What I need is a mass delivery system ...

Kivvien sighed. "Sir, I am here for a second reason as well. I would like your perspective on some of my work if you'd be willing to provide it."

He dipped his head. "I am, yes."

Kivvien gestured to Hieronymus. "Your homunculus is here. I am a mage and scholar of the royal court. Your servant retrieved me to wake you."

Kivvien shook his head and returned to the workspace he'd cleared to check on the salve. It had stopped bubbling. That was a bit faster than he'd thought, but at ...

Kivvien studied a note that hung on the wall.

"Well, solitude can do awful things to a sentient mind. But as I said, it's unclear. We will have to wait until he is awake."

"I'm not entirely sure. This sort of paralysis is rare. It's unclear if he has even been aware while he's been out."

"The salve is done, it simply needs to rest for a little while before it's useable."

It was all very facinating. There were many angles Kivvien hadn't even thought to explore detailed on this madman's walls.