Lady Irena of the Salt Plains

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"Don't hesitate when the time comes!", barked the man. "Let me say that again, slowly, so it sinks into your thick skulls...", He leaned forward, grabbing the boys by the shirts and pulling them close to his foul breath. "DON'T YOU HESITATE!", He released them and leaned back into his chair. "When she takes you up to her balcony and... lures you in... You take that potion and throw it at her feet! She may be beautiful, hell, probably damn near the most attractive woman you two will ever lay yer eyes on, but that witch will draw you in and...", he paused, searching for the right words. "If you hesitate, even for a second, you'll end up just like all the others." The boys glanced at each other in confusion "What do you mean, just like the others?" Asked Ianto. The man took a swig of his beer and grinned "Lets just say that you're gonna wish you were dead. Irena keeps her victims alive and feeds off them... for years... It's how she draws her power and stays beautiful. But mark my words boys, if you want any hope of getting past the Salt Plains, then she needs to be under the effects of that potion". He pointed to the vial on the table.