7.35 - Xotl Potions
Fenian, Jan, and Twist all joined the adventuring teams taking care of the dungeons. Now that Theo had dungeons further from his city to worry about, he wanted those within town gone before they became a problem. And that problem would come soon. Like, tomorrow. The rescue efforts on the elves would need to wait another day if they couldn’t get every dungeon destroyed. That left the alchemist with some rare free time in his day.
“You should really try it,” Theo said, holding a lump of Xotl Flesh out for Salire.
She moved back, pinching her nose and squinting. “I’d rather die.”
“It actually tastes pretty good,” Theo said, inserting the chunk into his grinder. It made a horrible squishing noise as it ran through the artifice, dropping in piles to the bottom of the still. “Although that doesn’t look appetizing.”
“While this isn’t the worst scent I’ve had the pleasure of inhaling in this lab, it isn’t great,” Salire said. She crossed the room, opening the window and fanning the room out with her hands.
“I still need to check the infusion on a lot of other properties, but the ones from the flesh look interesting,” Theo said, starting up another still. Salire had been kind enough to finish a few batches and give him the run of the lab. “I need to get these out of the way or I’ll forget.”
“Curious how a man with a perfect memory can forget,” Salire said, tapping her chin.
Theo smiled to himself. Maybe more Intelligence would help with that. “That got me thinking about what skill I should take at Level 35. It’ll be an in-between skill, so it won’t be amazing.”
“Let’s see… Pressure, Drown, Echo, and Constrict,” Salire said, gesturing to the respective stills for the properties. “None instill confidence, but I’m happy to see the results.”