Mass Production [Crafting / Solo]

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

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A gentle breeze blew across the rooftops of Londinium, an invisible force which went unnoticed by many, with the exception of a few individuals such as the Swashbuckler standing atop one of the buildings in St Pancreas Station. He stared into empty space for a moment, then sighed and slid into the building he stood on through the open window, likely the same way he had gotten to the rooftop in the first place. The sights of the cities from the rooftops, the feeling of the breeze blowing across your face, was often missed by both People of the Land and Adventurers alike, simply because not many people had access to the roof, and so it was a place shared by few.

The building the Swashbuckler had slid into was an old, two-storey affair. This was the first place he had settled in during the start of the Catastrophe. This was where he sought comfort and shelter when he was down. Yet, deep down inside, he knew that this building was not for him. It stood as one of the buildings in the maze of buildings in St Pancreas Station, in plain sight. This was the reason he could not stay. As confusing as it was to navigate, it was still very easily found, so with the money he had saved, he had purchased a home elsewhere, a home where few would notice should they even stumble across. Thus, this was his last few days working in this building, which he was sure would be snapped up by some other Adventurer eventually.

As such, this may very well be his last craft here. The agenda for the crafting session he had set out for himself included catching up on a lot of potion recipes which had been released for quite some time, most of which were something he had never bothered to try crafting in the first place. Or maybe he was just too lazy to gather the recipes. In any case, here he was, recipes in one hand, an assortment of ingredients in the other. The first one on the list was a Potion of Water Breathing. The order itself was quite random, though he felt such a potion may be needed in the future when he needed to dive underwater for exploration and quests. Speaking of which, he should also get swimming gear sometime, it would be weird if he showed up in his full leather armor or just underpants.

The potion itself was not too difficult to make, most of the ingredients came from the plants of the sea, and some mana fragments were also required. These were among the ingredients he had gathered, so he decided to stop putting off the work bit and start this crafting session already. Judging by the number of things on the list, which had piled up over a long period of time, he was going to be holed up in the second floor of the building for a long time, crafting Pharmacist things on a rusty old metal table as he sat on a rickety old chair.

Note to self: Get a Woodcrafter to make furniture for his new home.

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Word count: 530
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530
Note: Post 1 of 3 for [Potion of Water Breathing]

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

The first thing he prepared was the most important, and at the same time, most gruelling portion of creating the potion he wanted to create: Grinding the herbs in powder. If someone invented a machine to do the grinding for him, he would likely pay for it, if only to allow him to prepare all his future potions at a much more leisurely pace, with the hardest, most dull part of crafting potions done for him. But alas, this was not the case, so the young Adventurer could only do it himself while the noise of the outside world dimmed as day slowly inched towards night. A gentle breeze blew through the window as he worked, and for a moment he stopped to appreciate it, for when he moved to his new home, it was unlikely he would be able to feel this kind of breeze anymore. Perhaps he should invest in a home out in the fields after this. It would be nice to have a change in pace every once in a while, and the countryside was perfect for such a place. That is, if he preferred publicity. Assuming he decided to dig a hole and live in a cave, he did not think he would feel the breeze even if he had a home out in the open fields.

At the same time, grinding herbs could, in a way, be his favourite part of potion making. It gave him free rein to think while his hands worked: deciding on the next course of action, things he needed to look into, sorting information in his head, all these were things he could do at the same time, so one could argue that grinding herbs was good for him. Although too much of a good thing was a bad thing, for he was always tired at the end of his crafting sessions.

He would have considered hiring some of the People of the Land as helpers, but there were a few problems with that. Firstly, the issue was something he had never looked into. This meant that apart from the shopkeepers in the various Pharmacist stalls, there was no one he knew with adequate Pharmacist expertise, and among the shopkeepers, he doubted any of them would be willing to part with their shop to work for him. Secondly, a lack of social skills prevent him of hiring helpers. This was because these social skills were essential for communicating with others, and in an environment like a lab, a single miscommunication could cause multiple problems, thus it was better for him to work alone. Thirdly, was the manipulation of information. In a world with few sources of information apart from verbal and written communication, knowledge became more important than ever before. If possible, he would like to keep his exact crafting recipes a secret, if only to feel as if he had something worth hiding. Most of his recipes were slightly modified in some way to optimize cost efficiency, and such recipes might be worth something to someone. Fourth, and lastly, was the cost of hiring People of the Land to be his helpers. As a Pharmacist operating alone, keeping up with the costs of ingredients, maintaining his equipment and saving money all at the same time was difficult, to say the least. He was still keeping on top of his balance of payment for now, but with some added expenditures in the form of wages for People of the Land to act as helpers, he would not know what would happen to his wallet then.

While thinking, he looked down and noticed that the sea herbs had been grinded finely, the powder fine. Alright, it was time to move on to the next bit of crafting the Potion of Water Breathing.

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Word count: 632
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 = 1162
Note: Post 2 of 3 for [Potion of Water Breathing]

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

The herbs required to concost the potion grinded, he set that aside for now. It would only be needed at the final step, so he turned his attention to the remaining ingredients at hand, the solvent and the mana fragments.

Taking the mana fragments, he tossed them into his mortar, and began crushing them just like he did with the powder. However, this was obviously much easier to do when using a solid object. He literally only had to smash several times before the mana fragments were broken into piece small enough to be used. Next, he readied some solvent from a larger container, which stored most of the solvent he required for this crafting session. He hoped it would last him though, for if it did not, it would mean going all the way back to some Pharmaceutical store to purchase more, and that would mean extra time spent crafting things. He poured the solvent from the container into a flask, one which will house the final product, a potion which enabled its user to breathe underwater for a short period of time.

The first thing that had to be placed in the solvent was the mana fragments. The Anima contained within the mana fragments would stimulate the solvent, acting as the catalyst which extracted the properties of the aquatic herbs. Next, he added the powder, and watched in fascination as the solution in the flask sizzled, the powdered form of herbs providing maximum surface area.

The end product was, thankfully, what he had set out to do. Now that he was done with the first one, he allowed himself a short break, before moving on to the next potion. It was, after, tough crafting manually, his hands obviously lacking the experience of a skilled worker.

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Word count: 297
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 = 1459
Note: Post 3 of 3 for [Potion of Water Breathing]

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

The Swashbuckler set aside the potion he had just created in his Satchel bag, deciding that he could always double check the properties at another time: He trusted in his own skill, no matter how small it was, so he believed that there would be no problems with this particular creation. One of the queer things about crafting was that if one were following a written recipe which was listed on a book or a scrap of paper rather than the ones available in the crafting system, there was a chance of failing. However, once completed once, the item would be added to the crafting list one could create with the right ingredients and the press of a few buttons. He supposed this was probably something the designers of the game came up with to encourage players to gather recipes, though now that they were trapped in this world, they had to manually create it by hand instead of simply using a recipe in their inventory to learn it. On the bright side, the same book or scrap of paper could be used by multiple Adventurers, so he supposed it was a bonus since less resources would be needed if one were willing to purchase a second hand recipe.

The next creation on his list would be the [Sleeping Potion]. One of the reasons why he wanted to prepare one was due to it being a good utility potion. Causing an enemy to fall asleep in the middle of battle would help to thin the opposing forces, unless they were willing to inflict damage upon their team mate to wake them up. In addition, they would be useful if he were trying to get pass or escape strong mobs, so he felt that the benefits of having one were numerous and that there was no reason not to have one on hand, especially since he knew not what lay in his future.

The ingredients used in the creation of this potion was solvent, herbs and some tablets sold in most Pharmaceutical Lander stalls. In general, most of the ingredients used were often meant to be utilized to treat insomnia and other sleep-related problems by inducing sleep, and likely worked by multiplying that effect so that it became potent enough to be actually useful in other situations. Even if it were not the case, it would hardly matter to the Swashbuckler. As long as it worked, he was fine with not knowing the mechanics behind the potion, unless it was suddenly a topic of importance in the future.

He started off by preparing the solvent through the use of a heating element. But of course, the mechanics of heating elements had yet to be discovered, so his primitive 'heating element' was simply a controlled fire comprising of twigs and leaves in a metal container which he would not be able to touch any time soon. A metal grid covered this container, and the flask containing the solvent was set upon it to be heated.

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Word count: 503
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 = 1962
Note: Post 1 of 3 for [Sleeping Potion]

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

While the solvent was being heated till boiling point, he washed the herbs with a small amount of cold water, dabbing it with a piece of cloth to dry it before setting it aside. Unlike the previous potion, the work on this one was much easier. Once the solvent reaches boiling point, he would chuck the herbs in, letting it boil over for a while before he added the powdered tablets. So now that he had washed the herbs and ensured that there was enough fuel in his container of fire, he began to grind the tablets, which was a much easier affair than grinding herbs. When he was done with them, he simply leaned back on the chair he rested on, and stretched his arms, which were beginning to feel sore from all the grinding he had done thus far.

Since he had some time before the solvent boiled, he quickly sorted out the recipes he had gathered, reading them over one more time to ensure that he did not misread anything when he obtained it. He sorted out his ingredients, arranging them by which potion it was used for, and prepared the solvents to be used in the right amount and to the right potion.

With this done, he turned his attention back to the actual potion being prepared. It seems that the solvent was already boiling, so it was time for him to move on with the crafting before he starts procrastinating and doing something else entirely.

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Word count: 250
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 = 2212
Note: Post 2 of 3 for [Sleeping Potion]

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

He fed the herbs piece by piece into the container containing the solvent, ensuring that the herbs were completely submerged before adding the next one through the use of a glass rod which he utilized to relentlessly poke the herbs in until they somehow fit. Once that was done, he had several minutes of free time again, so once again, he was left with nothing to do. His things for the other experiments were organized, so...

The next twenty or so minutes passed in silence, the Swashbuckler simply staring into space as he lay on the table, listening to the crackling flames of his makeshift Bunsen burner. He glanced at the solution, and decided it had been boiled for long enough; it was time to move on to the next phase of production. Picking up a metal spoon, he scraped the contents of the mortar into the solvent. He let it rest like so for a minute more, then gingerly removed the hot glass flask off of the metal grill and onto a wooden pad by using a pair of wooden tong things he had often seen in chemistry labs in school, which was often used for the same purpose. He was surprised someone had recreated it, and was glad for its existence, for it made life much easier.

When it cooled to an acceptable temperature, he used a metal sieve with a dark brown wooden handle to sieve out the herbs, pouring the contents of the flask into another flask, the final container of the [Sleeping Potion]. He spent a few more minutes cleaning up the mess of things, then released a sigh of relief. That was another one done.

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Word count: 281
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 = 2493
Note: Post 3 of 3 for [Sleeping Potion]

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

The potion he was working on next was the [Lesser Mana Potion]. As a game, Elder Tales gave Adventurers both HP and MP values. MP was a vital resource which determined which spells or skills an Adventurer could perform, some such as Ante Up draining it over time. This creates a need to replenish the MP bar, especially in an extended combat situation. Such was the reason why he could do without this particular concoction no longer. As the name implied, the potency of the potion left a lot to be desired, and considering the name chosen by the one who researched the product, he felt that an improved, more potent version would appear sooner or later. But for now, this was all he could do in this particular vein of research, lest he wished to contribute to it himself.

The potion in question was likely one of the most simplest potions he had come across so far. One of the more likely reasons it was not discovered before could possibly be that the ingredients required came from a different crafting class, the Alchemist subclass. Pharmacists were more likely to deal in herbs and tablets, so it was entirely possible that in the haste to learn the secrets of herbs, other materials made available to other subclasses were largely overlooked. Perhaps this could be a learning point for him.

The ingredients to prepare this particular potion, there were two. Firstly, solvent, to consume. Secondly, a large handful of Mana Fragments, an ingredient produced by the Alchemist crafting subclass.

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Word count: 258
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 = 2751
Note: Post 1 of 3 for [Lesser Mana Potion]

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

He gingerly picked up the two Mana Fragments he had set aside earlier, careful not to touch them with his bare hands lest it melted in his face. He dropped both into his mortar, which he obviously washed between potions before the start of each new one, jabbing a few times before dropping the shattered pieces into a flask of solvent. Like the previous potion, this one needed to be boiled, so he raised the metal grill, fed a few bits of twigs and leaves into the dying flames before placing the flask over the rekindled fire.

While waiting for the mixture to heat, the Mana Fragments to condense into the solvent, he absentmindedly made his way to the window with no window panes, leaning on the window sill which he had long cleared of trace bits of glass as he stared at the scenery. For a brief moment, he wondered if he would miss this idyllic scene, of the People of the Land who milled about their daily lives, the occasional Adventurer passing through the area, the lazy brown tabby cat which often sat in front of the fishmonger's stall, the people who knew his face, who spoke to him, who shared their experiences with him, and made him realize that he was in no game, that this was reality. Perhaps he should buy this zone when his fortunes were in order, if only to be in the place he stayed at as he grew from complete novice to an average Adventurer making his own path in the new world.

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Word count: 261
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 = 3012
Note: Post 2 of 3 for [Lesser Mana Potion]

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

Minutes passed as he daydreamed at the window, and minutes stretched into the tens of minutes, which was all that was needed for the solvent to start boiling, and the Mana Fragments to dissolve into the solvent. Using the strange wooden implement of his, he picked up the flask and placed it to one side on the same wooden pad which housed the [Sleeping Potion] not too long ago.

The Swashbuckler rotated his shoulders a few times, to make sure that he was not too stiff, then got to work on cleaning up everything, or at least everything except for the grill and the container with the embers of a fire remaining. With that done, he began to swirl the solution, which, if he recalled from his Chemistry classes, helped to cool the solution faster as well as dissociate the other molecules at a faster rate. Or at least, he believed it was somewhere along those lines. He had nothing to do at that very moment in time, so he might as well do it. Sure, he could prepare to craft his next potion, but then having to go back and forth between potions was confusing to his weak brain. So instead of being efficient, he chose to play safe.

After swirling for a few minutes, he felt that the potion was sufficiently cooled. Looking at the teal color of the potion, he was content with the color of it and gently put it inside his Satchel. Another done. Actually, was he counting how many there were left? Probably not.

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Word count: 260
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 + 260 = 3272
Note: Post 3 of 3 for [Lesser Mana Potion]

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

Now the the [Lesser Mana Potion] was more or less completed, he turned to the next project. This was likely the most difficult potion to prepare that day, the requirements to prepare it barely achieved by the person who was intending to craft it. This particular potion was the [Greater Mana Potion], which he kind of forgot about and assumed an upgraded version of the [Lesser Mana Potion] was in the works. Clearly, such a thing had already been made. How had it slipped his mind? He had even gone to the trouble of obtaining the much rarer ingredients for the potion in question.

The [Greater Mana Potion] is a direct upgrade from the [Lesser Mana Potion], requiring its predecessor, some additional Impure Solvent, and two extra Mana Fragment. If anything, it looked more as if the concentration of Anima in the potion was increased, rather than a direct upgrade of the predecessor.

However, it was not his job to criticize the way potions were created, nor the naming sense of the researcher, as not only was it was a waste of time since nothing would be changed, it would merely waste brain power, so why bother? He just needed to do what he had to do.

And so that was what he did. He took the teal [Lesser Mana Potion] out of his Satchel, at the same time wondering why he even place it inside in the first place if he was going to need it immediately after. It should also be noted that he needed to heat it all over again, and thus was the extent of this Adventurer's stupidity.

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Word count: 272
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 + 260 + 272 = 3544
Note: Post 1 of 3 for [Greater Mana Potion]

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

To start off the whole thing, he heated up the potion he had totally not just made, adding in the extra Impure Solvent at the same time. He then took the opportunity while the solution was being heated all over again to gingerly pick up two additional Mana Fragments with his tweezer things so as not to cause it to melt prematurely, dropping them into his mortar to smash a couple of times before they were broken into really tiny bits of Mana Fragments which he would be adding to the potion in due time, which was kind of right now. So he did just that, tipping the mortar over to its side and letting the fragments of the Mana Fragments fall into the potion with the aid of a funnel, because why waste what you can save? Even the tiniest of bits were important.

Fortunately, since the amount of liquid was still small, even after adding additional liquid, he would likely only need to wait a few minutes. But that was only to get it to boil. He would have to wait even longer for the Mana Fragments to dissolve, more so than the previous one because the concentration of Mana Fragments was higher in this one and thus required more time for the process of dissolving to take place.

Well, there was nothing to do at that very moment but to wait. And so wait he did, for if he did not do that, what could he do? He probably kept some books somewhere, but now was not the time to be distracted with them.

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Word count: 267
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 + 260 + 272 + 267 = 3811
Note: Post 2 of 3 for [Greater Mana Potion]. Test post to check for Bank Interest from mobile.

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

As the saying goes, "time flies when you're having fun". Strangely enough, he was definitely NOT having fun, but it seems that time flew anyway. That is, assuming time could fly, or move, in the first place. He did not know whether or not it was the massive struggle not to go off to do other things, or the chocolate eclairs he was totally not eating, but it seemed that the potion had been boiling for quite some time. Amongst the bubbles of air rushing towards the surface, eager to rejoin their comrades in the, um, air, he noticed that there was pretty much no more bits of Mana Fragments left, and the teal color of the potion was noticeable darker than before.

So taking his wooden thingy which he should probably ask around for the name, he took the flask off of the container of fire, which, now that he thought about it, he should find someone to make an actual prototype, not the mix of things he was currently using. Maybe a burner powered by Mana Fragments?

He let the potion cool for a bit, noting the color at several intervals to ensure that the noticeably darker teal color did not decide it wanted to change colors at the last moment. Fortunately, nothing of the sort happened, and it cooled without incident. Or maybe it did, but he never noticed.

He set the flask into his Satchel after it had cooled, hopefully for the last time. There was no further upgrades that he knew of, at least at the present time.

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Word count: 263
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 + 260 + 272 + 267 + 263 = 4074
Note: Post 3 of 3 for [Greater Mana Potion].

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

Well, now that he got the Mana things out of the way, it was time to focus on other things. The next thing he was going to have to craft was an [Anti-poison Poultice].

Now, poison is a big deal in games. While poison comes in various forms, the kind he was dealing with was the poison in its most basic form, which dealt damage over time. If one were to stop and think about it, since poisons are substances which harm, the [Sleeping Potion] he had crafted earlier could be considered a form of poison as well. However, this time round, the potion, if he could even call the balm he was going to create a potion, only dealt in fixing poison in its most basic form, that is to say, negating the status effect of dealing damage over time.

A large part of the poultice will be formed through the use of herbs. However, on their own, they do little to help. On the contrary, they were actually poisonous, which meant that this poultice was clearly not meant to be ingested. The key ingredient was the Impure Tablet, which, while containing multiple impurities one would not want in their body, also contains chemicals which can counteract the effects of poison. The purpose of the herbs was to negate some of the impurities, making it more suitable for personal use. However, it should be noted that even after that, it was still quite toxic. He supposed it would be fighting fire with fire. At the very least, this was a proven recipe, and not some dubious recipe from any number of dubious sources who mean to cause harm or worst, profit off of fake information.

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Word count: 286
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 + 260 + 272 + 267 + 263 + 286 = 4360
Note: Post 1 of 3 for [Anti-poison Poultice].

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

There was nothing to be gained by sitting around and pondering about the item he was going to craft, so why wait, when he could start now? And start he did, though he pretty much had no idea how to go about doing so. After all, the instructions were confusing to him, so as best, they appeared vague in telling him how, specifically, to prepare the poultice from herbs.

For starters, he was pretty sure that to craft balm of any kind, one would need a little solvent of some sort. Shrugging, he got to work pounding the crap out of the herbs first. The recipe may have used the fluid secreted by herbs to accomplish that job. That, or the one who made the recipe happened to be in a really humid place and obviously did not think to credit the atmosphere with the moisture. Well, if it came down to it, he was willing to edit it a little, though whether or not that would change the results of the craft, he could not be certain. There were some times when even the slightest mistake could change the entire properties of the end product, and while this was something that was more towards the Chemistry side of things, the Pharmacist subclass was sort of a Chemist, anyway.

After rudely mashing in the faces of the herbs till their faces were beaten to a pulp, he tossed in the Impure Tablets. As he did so, he noticed a transparent fluid seeping out from the herbs. Oh hey, seems like the solvent really came from the herbs themselves. At least that solved one of his problems.

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Word count: 276
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 + 260 + 272 + 267 + 263 + 286 + 276 = 4636
Note: Post 2 of 3 for [Anti-poison Poultice].

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

Once the tablets were in, he continued on with his crushing attack, relentlessly smashing in the faces of the already beaten herbs and the freshly added tablets, which, if they had faces, would show their displeasure. And the beatings.

In any case, once the infernal task was done, he wiped a bead of sweat off his brow and stared at the sticky substance before him. Well, it looked the part, that much was correct. Examining it, he checked its status and confirmed that it was, indeed, the thing he was hoping to get as the end product.

He took the sticky thingy in the mortar and half scooped, half scraped it into a small glass jar with a metal spoon. Once that was done, he capped the jar with a dull purple lid, and began the next, and last, terrifying step of this infernal craft: Cleaning.

Unlike the other potions, this poultice left a crap ton of residue, and the mortar was well and truly covered in excess crushed herbs. Unlike in the real world, there was no sink, no running water to remove it. All he had was some water and rags, which clearly meant that he would need to wipe his mortar clean the hard way. He honestly did not mind too much for the other potions, for it was just a simple rinse, but this one probably needed a thorough wipe.

But there was still quite a few more recipes to go through, so with a heavy sigh, he turned his attention to cleaning up.

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Word count: 258
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 + 260 + 272 + 267 + 263 + 286 + 276 + 258 = 4894
Note: Post 3 of 3 for [Anti-poison Poultice].

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

Well, since he was on the topic on creams, ointments and balms, he might as well get down to doing the other cream of the day, and he was not talking about the kind of food you might see in some supermarket. He was talking about the [Burn Cream], which, firstly, could not be eaten, and secondly, was medical supplies for treating burns.

Now, despite being in the world for quite a number of days, which stretched into weeks and finally months, he had few encounters with monsters of the Fire element, the most common of these being the [Ember Newts] who sunbathed in the Northen Marshlands of Thames. So in that sense, [Burn] was a relatively uncommon ailment. So should he prepare this craft? Definitely.

And why was that? There were many areas he had yet to explore, and naturally, the mobs surrounding the starting town would not have been given the ability to unleash a hell of status ailments on the Adventurers. Thinking long term, it was better to prepare this in advance, so that it may one day be of use when he got hit with the status ailment. This was, of course, excluding PKers, who may also have such a ailment on their weapons. Though having status resist accessories might be better for that. Kind of hard to drink potions in the middle of battle.

And so, what was the ingredients he had for the cream? Why, two measurements of Impure Solvent and a handful of Impure Tablets. He could almost call this Diluted Tablets, but who would listen to the ramblings of a lonely Adventurer?

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Word count: 270
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 + 260 + 272 + 267 + 263 + 286 + 276 + 258 + 270 = 5164
Note: Post 1 of 3 for [Burn Cream].

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

~

There was nothing in it for him if he were to simply wait and let the ingredients prepare themselves into a usable craft, so he got to work on them. To make an item such as the [Burn Cream], he had to boil the solvent he had brought out, then toss crushed tablets in. Or at least, that's how the recipe he had on hand said to do it.

So he did the craft according to the recipe, since he had no other sources of information at the moment. Well, this recipe was also sold alongside some of his ingredients, so he felt that the source itself was trustworthy. However, it was the source of his source that was the source of his concern, for even if his source was trustworthy, if his source's source was not, then that would make his source incorrect as well. Then again, having done multiple experiments, he saw no feasible problems with the crafting method, so it was possible that it was his character that was the source of all this nonsense.

He mixed the two measurements of Impure Solvent together in a flask, then started to heat it on the makeshift fire container. In the meantime, while all this was going down in flames, he tipped and shook a jar of tablets, letting a good amount of them fall into his mortar before starting the crushing process for the umpteenth time.

After the beating he dealt to the tablets, he noted the temperature of the solvent by examining the solvent for bubbles. Well, he probably needed to wait for a minute or so.

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Word count: 270
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 + 260 + 272 + 267 + 263 + 286 + 276 + 258 + 270 + 270 = 5434
Note: Post 2 of 3 for [Burn Cream].

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

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Once the solvent reached boiling temperature, whatever it was to the solvent, he emptied the mortar's contents into a wooden bowl, then tipped the boiling solvent into the bowl after the tablets. Following that, he snatched up his glass rod and began stirring the contents. Due to the ratio of solvent to tablet powder, the powder dissolved quickly into the heated liquid, which also evaporated at the same time. The end result? A soupy thing which slowly transformed into a creamy, sticky thing.

He brought the bowl close to his eye, and examined his handywork. Yes, this was the craft he was looking for. With this done, there were only a few more left, so he hurriedly stored the [Burn Cream] in a jar and sealed it, but set about cleaning the used bowl, the mortar and the flask, not forgetting to feed a few twigs and leaves into the container to keep the fire going. Originally starting as a moderate fire, it had been reduced to a small fire, barely able to keep going on the few burning materials provided. After some consideration, he threw in a little more fuel. He did not have all that many left: Not only did he want to see the end of this, there was now also a reason that he should hurry and complete everything, unless he wanted to go branch hunting on trees for a handful of twigs. The burning material he had was taken from the trees of Windsor Greatwood: He did not know if the trees around Londinium were of the same breed, or if they burnt better or worse than those of the Greatwood. Perhaps this was something he should check out someday.

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Word count: 285
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 + 260 + 272 + 267 + 263 + 286 + 276 + 258 + 270 + 270 + 285 = 5719
Note: Post 3 of 3 for [Burn Cream].

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

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Since he was on the topic of 'crafts that negate status effects' at the present time, he might as well craft the [Anti-Stun Tablets] next. Stun is a very annoying status effect in games, unless he happened to be the one dealing it and never on the receiving end, which was something this world did not do.

Now, what did Stun do to him? Well, it cuts DPS, immobilizes victims, interrupts incantations and is generally a bad status effect to get, save maybe the ones that did damage over time. Many of the stunning items Adventurers get were usually blunt in nature, such as maces, morningstars and hammers, because who does not get dizzy from a hammer to the face? Granted, bladed weapons were more painful and more likely to deal the damage over time statuses, but a good beating to the face usually does stuns the foe due to the sheer impact of cold metal, or wood or bone or any other material used in the creation of blunt weapons as the case may be, upon their face, or any other part of their body.

This particular craft required the following things, according to the recipe he held in his weary hands. A measure of Impure Solvent, two measurements of Impure Tablets and a measurement of regular herbs. To be honest, he had no problem with the ingredients. He did, however, have a problem with the end product. Why was the end product tablets? How did tablets help? How does one even pop a tablet into their paralyzed mouth as they lay on the floor, struggling to writhe in pain from the painfully non-consented union of body and blunt weapon. To him, he saw no way for someone who was just on the receiving end of blunt trauma to have the ability to pop a tablet into their mouth and swallow it. But he supposed he should craft first, ask questions later. He would, hopefully, figure out how to use this at a later date.

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Word count: 336
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 + 260 + 272 + 267 + 263 + 286 + 276 + 258 + 270 + 270 + 285 + 336 = 6055
Note: Post 1 of 3 for [Anti-Stun Tablets].

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

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Even if he disagreed with the crafter on how anti-stun things should be consumed, it seemed to be a usable craft, so he should, at the very least, craft some of it so that it could be used as a basis for something that actually made sense. I swear, the first thing I need to do with this is find an enemy that can dish out the 'Stun' debuff and test its whether or not the tablets are viable in actual combat. I'll probably need to find a party for that though. One could question why he wanted to use it during combat, as it was difficult to pull of potion use in the midst of combat at the frontline, no less. His reply would be, that there was no point in clearing the Stun debuff after combat, unless another group of monsters were running your way. Case closed.

So without further ado, he began crafting the decidedly group-oriented tablets, because it was clear that someone else needed to force these tablets down your throat. First things first, he had to grind the tablets into powder, while at the same time, heat the solvent till boiling and afterwards add the herbs into the solvent when the bubbles were rushing to the surface. Then once he felt that the liquid had absorbed enough of the herb's essence... He was getting ahead of himself. First things first, he told himself, then heated the solvent before turning his attention to the tablets at hand. Grinding stuff moment number uncountable: Still get sore arms.

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Word count: 260
Total word count (Pharmacist): 530 + 632 + 297 + 503 + 250 + 281 + 258 + 261 + 260 + 272 + 267 + 263 + 286 + 276 + 258 + 270 + 270 + 285 + 336 + 260 = 6315
Note: Post 2 of 3 for [Anti-Stun Tablets].