6.72 - Making More Planets
Tero’gal’s new form of alchemy had a lot of twists and turns. Drogramath’s alchemy functioned linearly, seeming to always produce predictable things. Putting an amount of reagents and water into a still would produce almost equal parts out, making it easy to understand. With his new core, Theo found it more of a guessing game when he started a brew. The batches were even different between the ones he ran, and those that Salire ran. Quantity was included in that variation. The stills Throk had constructed would produce anywhere from 25 to 50 units of essence in the end, depending on a few factors including purity and the skill of the alchemist.
Perhaps the paint-by-numbers version of alchemy wasn’t completely gone. But it was heading in a direction where skill and knowledge mattered more than just throwing everything at the still and praying for the best.
“How many projects are you involved in?” Salire asked, wiping her brow. Most of the stills were loaded and ready to go. There was a pile of equipment to test, but she didn’t seem eager to do so.
“This project, obviously,” Theo said with a shrug. “Then just the space elves, end of the world party, and the tethers and beacons. I’ve really whittled down my list of projects.”
“Guess we lucked out with the dungeons, huh?”
Theo nodded, taking a good sniff of the various brewing essences. The Gas Detector Throk had built was useful, but nothing could beat the nose of a seasoned alchemist. He had little opinion about the dungeons. They had formed from the concentrated energy from the fake heavens, which he was viewing more as a corrupted energy as time went on. Although the area was still filled with Tero’gal’s energy, it behaved more like the system had intended.
“We were lucky that the plan to release the true gods worked,” Theo said. “Not that I disagree with the premise. We got very lucky.”
Salire nodded along, tapping her finger along the rim of a hot still. Once this run of potions was done, they would have enough Reforge Mind potions to fix a fair number of the elves. Once the recovering elf was up and talking, the alchemist would be happy enough with the brew to bring the others over. This new version of the potion would be far more potent and should cut recovery time by quite a bit.
“Guess we’re just waiting around. Maybe someone should test the new devices.” Salire trailed off after speaking, as though she wanted nothing to do with it.