He looked awful - possibly the palest he had ever seen himself. He licked his lips, and leant carefully into the mirror, using a finger to lift his upper lip so that he could inspect his gums. They were extremely pale, but not grey at least. He really did need a blood replenishing potion. If he’d thought he had any capacity for stealth at that moment, he’d have snuck down into the dungeons and stolen the ingredients necessary to brew one.