Devilfish

Richard was startled by Lawrence’s exclamation, looking towards the block of wood-like material in his hand. The former saint runemaster lunged forward and snatched the grey block out of his hands almost immediately, tossing and turning it as he observed with interest.

Only then did he recall that this was the piece of skin he had torn off from that fish-like monster with the tentacle. Most of the resources he had harvested from his encounters had been dropped while on the run, but this thing wasn’t very large nor heavy so it had been left behind.

“I cut this off a monster,” he commented, “It doesn’t seem to be worth any money, though…”

“Monster? What kind? I’ve dissected and studied all kinds of Daxdians, but this...