In the quarters the party was accorded, the Professor was mixing new potions and tinctures in order to replenish his supply. The Dwarves allowed him access to their supplies and cauldron, and he made new salves, more explosive compounds, and ground a new batch of Lightning Powder. A few Dwarves assisting him had the unfortunate luck of becoming unwilling test subjects, and they left the room with blackened faces and singed beards.
After seeing to his inventory, the Professor turned his attention to his newest acquisition; the Shadow Blade. With its edge and a sturdy wooden staff, he fashioned a halberd of sorts. The staff was a good six feet long and afforded him considerable reach, as well as serving as a walking stick. He knew that he couldn't rely on his explosives and he needed a melee weapon for close combat. The Blade perched in the split end and held with leather wrappings looked like a flat morning star.
Satisfied with his new weapon, the Professor left the quarters to go out to the old strip mine and practice.