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| book text = So much for gentler days. Hard to write with trembling through limbs and fingers. Pain incredible. Astonishingly acute. Seen by a physician, they declared me past my sell-by-date, and laughed. I've never met a doctor who laughed at their patient, and in the public forum of his hospital tent, the sound took on the quality of a wartime sawbones whose sanity has been s napped by horrors recently glimpsed. My condition - in which the scales of my dragonborn body naturally regrow only to slough painfully off before reaching their carapace-hardening stage - is immensely rare and apparently immensely funny. My recent friendship-crafting had numbed me, but the pain is back oh yes. I must try the following decoction with my alchemy, or else risk going nights with no sleep, and more paranoid fevers in the fugue of agony. | | book text = So much for gentler days. Hard to write with trembling through limbs and fingers. Pain incredible. Astonishingly acute. Seen by a physician, they declared me past my sell-by-date, and laughed. I've never met a doctor who laughed at their patient, and in the public forum of his hospital tent, the sound took on the quality of a wartime sawbones whose sanity has been s napped by horrors recently glimpsed. My condition - in which the scales of my dragonborn body naturally regrow only to slough painfully off before reaching their carapace-hardening stage - is immensely rare and apparently immensely funny. My recent friendship-crafting had numbed me, but the pain is back oh yes. I must try the following decoction with my alchemy, or else risk going nights with no sleep, and more paranoid fevers in the fugue of agony. | ||
Salts of Musk Creeper added to any Suspension produces a potion of Superior Healing. Very potent and curative, and my last hope! | Salts of Musk Creeper added to any Suspension produces a potion of Superior Healing. Very potent and curative, and my last hope! | ||
it did not work it didn't and I hurt so bad so badly | it did not work it didn't and I hurt so bad so badly | ||
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Latest revision as of 23:58, 11 October 2024
This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.
Properties
Books
Author: Haskinn Xhesilaphin
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
Price: 14 gp 
UID
BOOK_GLO_Alchemy_SuperiorPotionHealingUUID
1ca9964c-9f9e-4c42-be33-e0c7a9a5746a
Where to find
Open Hand Temple X: -52 Y: 17
Text
So much for gentler days. Hard to write with trembling through limbs and fingers. Pain incredible. Astonishingly acute. Seen by a physician, they declared me past my sell-by-date, and laughed. I've never met a doctor who laughed at their patient, and in the public forum of his hospital tent, the sound took on the quality of a wartime sawbones whose sanity has been s napped by horrors recently glimpsed. My condition - in which the scales of my dragonborn body naturally regrow only to slough painfully off before reaching their carapace-hardening stage - is immensely rare and apparently immensely funny. My recent friendship-crafting had numbed me, but the pain is back oh yes. I must try the following decoction with my alchemy, or else risk going nights with no sleep, and more paranoid fevers in the fugue of agony.
Salts of Musk Creeper added to any Suspension produces a potion of Superior Healing. Very potent and curative, and my last hope!
it did not work it didn't and I hurt so bad so badly