Well, butter my buns and call me a biscuit...

"Thank you!" Shilah chirpped in answer to Percy's compliments. He prided himself on his crafting of ale and he drank in the compliments as rapidly as he had the alcohol. Of course, after this party he'd need to get some more made while he could still get ahold of the ingredients.

"Psssh, it's not that hard of work! You can make a spear with just a stick. A young thing like you, you could go 'accidentally' poke a cute boy in the butt, get a conversation started." He laughed but then turned his attention to the 'goop'. "This is pine pitch. You gather the sap of pine trees and heat it until it liquifies. Add in crushed charcoal until it's thick then as it cools glob it onto a stick or keep it in a bowl. You can then reheat it whenever you need to make a sticky substance. Pretty clever for an old man, yes?" He winked again at Percy.