Every town has a market, and every market has an alchemist. As a form of research, I purchase any unique potions I can lay my hands upon.
Needless to say, the glorified merchants rarely know much about the wares they sell, and mislabel them frequently. In order to catalogue them correctly, I must taste their contents and observe their effects. This is quite dangerous, and must be done with care.
[The phallic vial on the top]
The vial's shape is rather unpleasantly suggestive. The contents taste of overripe raspberries, A dab of the fluid on my tongue burned at first. I woke up hours later, and Orc was blushing and would not say why.
[The spherical bottle on the bottom right]
Tastes of blue. I went blind for a week. Remarkably, that is exactly what the merchant had claimed.
[The squarish bottle on the bottom left]
When applied to skin, it increases the rate at which hair grows considerably. Very useful for those days when Orc's antics result in my eyebrows being singed off.
An Inventory of Potions (Part One)
May 21st 2018
Every town has a market, and every market has an alchemist. As a form of research, I purchase any unique potions I can lay my hands upon.
Needless to say, the glorified merchants rarely know much about the wares they sell, and mislabel them frequently. In order to catalogue them correctly, I must taste their contents and observe their effects. This is quite dangerous, and must be done with care.
[The phallic vial on the top]
The vial's shape is rather unpleasantly suggestive. The contents taste of overripe raspberries, A dab of the fluid on my tongue burned at first. I woke up hours later, and Orc was blushing and would not say why.
[The spherical bottle on the bottom right]
Tastes of blue. I went blind for a week. Remarkably, that is exactly what the merchant had claimed.
[The squarish bottle on the bottom left]
When applied to skin, it increases the rate at which hair grows considerably. Very useful for those days when Orc's antics result in my eyebrows being singed off.