He was a bit surprised at the strength of Percy's obvious dislike for vampires. Not that he himself liked them - especially after London - but he couldn't quite have that level of dislike.
'I'm not disagreeing with you, but we have to admit that Rosmerta could have died from any other cut too, and the man selling her a blood thinning potion for years and years and years is responsible for that.'
He sighed, knowing there were problems not even sure he saw the benefits of this himself, yet...it felt so lame doing nothing.
'I haven't planned anything, it's why I'm in here - I need your imput,' he said, looking at Percy. 'I don't know if this would do any good or not, but maybe if we made a case with a few public enough they'd think twice before selling the poisonous ones. Maybe raise the price of those to the levels where they are harder to get.' He sighed.
'One of the girls, seeking someone to sell her an anti-ageing potion. Possibly someone looking for poision or something equally dangerous. We take in those saying yes, get them to talk about who supplies them and go after him or her. Make an example out of that person. Or am I completely off here?'