[Cards] Orner's Venomous Crossbow (Patreon)

Orner Wreros was a man of many talents. He was a brilliant scientist, despite the rumors. They called him mad. Misguided. Dangerous. Diabolical, even. But he knew better: if he could accomplish something, it was worth the risk. It was always worth the risk. Progress was never made without sacrifice.

A green ichor dripped from the end of the crossbow bolt.

"Test number 15," he said to himself. He scribbled down some notes. His tongue poked out from the side of his mouth in concentration.

Clank! The bolt launched from the crossbow, landing within the wall with a faint hiss as the poisonous mixture evaporated from it.

Eyebrows arched, Orner looked back at the weapon in his hands. "Well, I suppose that's a success. Pity about the audio enchantment, though. I was really hoping for more of a pew sound."

He added some additional scribbles to the notes before walking away, removing his gloves as he left the room. The crossbow bolt, lodged in the wall of the cabin, rested next to dozens more just like it.