Before leaving, Laurie had decided to trade in the ruby that he found (his one remaining item after his armour and weapons were stolen last week by Shannon Gnoll) to Nick, the potions master, for (although he was offered 100 gold for it, which would have been nice to bolster our account of 3.5 gold pieces) a lucky dip of six potions. No body should ever trust Dr. Nick, and like his name, he has an accent to match. Never trust a salesman with an accent. So, we end up with a fire potion, an anti-fire potion, an anti-venom, a strength potion, a healing potion, and an anti-undead potion. The effectiveness of these, we thought would be dubious at best.
So, we run into RIley’s character. He’s fighting a small group of zombies on his own, so Laurie decides to throw the anti-undead potion into the crowd, killing off the zombies and making Riley feel curiously cold over the next two days. He finds out, at the end of the second day, that he has indeed stopped breathing and has transformed into an undead ghoul, to which, over dinner, Laurie serenaded Riley with a rendition of “Zombie” by the Cranberries, which went along the lines of:
I threw a potion which hit you in the head, in the he-ea-ed, and now you’re a zombie, zombie, zombie.