The slender bottle that Clara had requested arrived at dusk the next day, its inner walls were polished to a gleam, and it was engraved with the Divine Pattern of the Silver Moon Church on the outside.
Afterward, the little maid found a iron rod, roughly the same thickness as the mouth of the bottle, and wrapped it with sheep intestine, which fit perfectly in the gap between the ceramic jar and the iron rod.
Clara tried prodding the bottle with the iron rod a few times to get a feel for it.
Priest Herodotus stood aside, watching the little maid scurry about, ensuring she wasn't up to any tricks during the process.
Meanwhile, Ruby helped Clara by handling some minor tasks.
Once the preparations were almost complete, the little maid took out a ball of white material from her pocket.
Just as she was about to place it in the bottle, Priest Herodotus stopped her.
"What is this?"
"Cotton." Clara said, "It's from a cotton garment that I took apart."