Tsotha displayed a broad ring of curious design on his finger. He pressed his fingers together and on the inner side of the ring a tiny steel fang darted out like a snake's tongue.
"It is steeped in the juice of the purple lotus which grows in the ghost-haunted swamps of southern Stygia," said the magician. "Its touch produces temporary paralysis.
Eddie: Dimension-dooring many large objects... We'll need one xorn testicle for each ship... So that's fifty six xorn testicles. Meegs: Where in Ch'thier's brassiere did you get--?
Eddie: Don't ask!
Willow: Are these newt eyes?
Giles: No, too rich for my blood, I’m afraid. No, these are salamander eyes, it’s the cataracts which give them their newt-like appearance. They’re really equally effective, though, it’s… just a matter of overcoming snobberies.
