I Can't Stand The Suspense Here Anymore

Dagrún frowned but nodded. Her brother had a point and in fact that was why Álarr hadn't come to see them, afraid he'd spread his fungal infection to them. Dag had to admit that being infected with this weird crystal disease was enough, she didn't need mushrooms growing on top of her head in addition. Tyrfing mentioned his motion and she examined it for a moment. "I don't know… if we split it and you need the whole potion for one then it all goes to waste. You take it. I have that bag of stuff from that guy. Maybe something in there will help. Seems like it's a number of things." She took her bag out and chewed the twine off the top, she then turned it upside down to dump out the contents."