Hearing the horseman say 'warlock blood', Mack's humor turned for better. He may not be able to craft them, but now he had someone who could.
"Yes, warlock blood"
Said Mack, slightly nodding his head, but still not looking at the guy. His gaze kept wandering around the garden, as if what he was saying was just a casual matter.
"Do you know how much that is worth? It's priceless!"
Said the man with a horse head.
"I know, but I also know that I can't just go around saying 'I have warlock blood to sell', My head would be rolling on mud if I did that, but if you can craft serums we can split it 50/50, what do you thing horse head?"
Asked Mack, but still not looking at the man.
"Sounds good, but I need to first gather all materials for that. There are a lot of other things that need to be used and I don't have all of them here. Let's do this way. Come here tomorrow. I will have everything ready."
