Nevin stared steadily at the heavy carcass of the lizard that was currently sitting on the floor of his basement. It had taken him a fair amount of time to get the body back into his shop – and a fair amount of weird looks as he dragged the strange creature through the town. But he had managed to get the thing down to the basement, and now he was trying to figure out what he wanted to do with the rest of the earthly remains of the lizard.

Getting the rest of the blood out was a priority. Even if there was no more life force remaining inside of the creature, he could still work on it to try getting another essence. No more of the Essence of Acid though – not enough of that potent energy remained for him to work with. But maybe another vial of healing blood could be possible, and if not even un-distilled blood was something that he was sure he could find a use for at some point. So draining that normal blood out and putting it into some kind of container would be necessary – as well as combining some anti-coagulating agents and scent reducing herbs into it so the thick smell of blood didn't fill up his shop and drive off customers.

So, first things first. He went over to his storage box and sorted through to find another healing compress, and a wrap. The compress was swapped out for the blood-soaked one that was currently pressing into his side, Nevin gasping as it pulled away scabbing material. A quick motion and he had slapped the new one in place, and once that was done he peeled off his blood-soaked shirt and tossed it to the side, and used the bandage-wrap to hold the compress in place without the shirt in the way anymore. He stood still for a moment as he took several deep breaths. A glare was shot at the shirt – he would need to get rid of that, but after he'd sorted out the carcass.

That done, Nevin grabbed a long, thin scarf and pulled out an herbal mixture, and sprinkled the powdery concoction along the length of fabric. The powdered scarf was wrapped around his face, blocking out the smell of the dead lizard. Nevin slowly paced over to his tool rack and pulled down a set of heavy tongs and a sharply honed knife, and moved back to the desk. First order of business for this process? Making a cut near end and letting the blood drain out of the body – he looked around and found a treated bucket, the mixture he'd used on the inside of the bucket would keep the blood from soaking into the wood. He's use bucket to catch the draining blood. The alchemist matched action to thought, his mind continuing to work as his hands carried out their bloody task.

Then? Skinning the damned thing, the scales would probably be worth something even if he couldn't use them in any alchemical mixtures. Then he'd harvest the organs and see if any of the acid was remaining inside of the body, maybe in some kind of sac? He'd have to be careful to not pop that and pour acid over himself. Once that was done he'd have to go see if anyone recognized what this blasted lizard had been, and if there was any profit to be made from selling the body parts.