Hours were spent pouring over volumes of information about potion creation. Ignorance fled but the more he learned, the more he knew he needed to learn. He would not find himself in a position of weakness or ignorance again. Never. As he stood to leave the hunched Forsaken gestured him over. In a quiet conversation, the Head Hunter learned of a plan being carried out by the brewer in Brill. Apparently, there was an experiment that could transform a warm-body into a Scourge before your very eyes. Vengeance and malice swelled in his dark heart and the death eater left the dark chamber at a run. Cursing his slow feet, Kopfjagger made his way to Brill and found himself standing before the local brewer. The sweet and sharp herbal smells from the herbalist pulled at his mind, but he remained f