Master, meet Death. ((closed RP, Master, Methos))

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It had taken Methos a bit longer than expected, but he did manage to procure two bottles of Falernian wine of a decent vintage. He sent a house elf off to deliver a message to the man.. alien.. whatever he was. The debt was a few centuries old, but he wasn't one to back out of an agreement.. most of the time.

An old house elf appeared at the door to the Master's room, holding a note.

There are two bottles, even a decent Austerum, as promised, over in Ravenclaw. 
-M