Things that go boom

what. "Hey, give me a break. I painted a house the other day, you know." Ronin's protests would fall on deaf ears, he knew, though the guildmaster was looking glad to be out and about, in fact. He still seemed not long out of bed, it was true, though sleep wasn't the easiest thing to come back, but there was a little less... heaviness about him than before. Aoife was cuddled against his shoulder, starlight eyes blinking around at everything as they stepped into the shop, and Sugar soared in not long behind them to find a beam to perch upon. "That's right, yes." He nodded. "They aren't a military thing, I assure you - I saw them more in particularly riotous tavern brawls than anywhere else. The bottle needs to be filled with a potent alcohol, and obviously it needs to be glass. Make sure one end of the rag is fully submerged in the alcohol. That way, when you throw it and it shatters, kaboom! Fire. Lots of it. I feel Edrei would like this."