[Against her better judgement, Lenore goes to see this jar. She bobs a curtsy and introduces herself, then opens the jar to investigate.

Taking one sniff of it, Lenore turns her head and coughs, grimacing at the stench of it. She makes herself try again, trying to recognize anything beneath the overwhelming herbal stench.]

There's blood in it. [She hands the jar back, glad to be rid of it.] Not much, and I can't be certain of what kind. Ugh, that was awful. I don't recognize the herbal components. I'm no herbalist. [Though it's not hard to guess what she is, with her red eyes, pointed ears, and long slim fangs like a viper.]