Poison? What poison?! [Pharmacist - Complete]

[Hanelli]

So Han wanted to get on the down and dirty of learning how to utilize at least one of her other chosen sub-classes—in this case, the Pharmacist. She knew that she would need to have some means of curing herself without dipping too much into the meager savings that she was trying to scrape up in order to be able to get by in the world (and eventually purchase better weapons and armor). She now found herself with a bag of assorted materials—mostly they were Impure Solvents, Impure Tablets, and some Base Herbs she needed to scrutinize and study in further detail. Wondering if there was some sort of safe house she could do all this, she began looking around, all in vain. After what felt like an eternity of searching—she decided that she had no other choice but to go to the nearest dark, decrepit alleyway and make the stuff she needed.

Pretty ironic, considering that I’m an Assassin and I’m supposed to be doing this under the dead of night… she thought to herself as she found a reasonable place in order to be able to craft this attempt in peace. It was a good thing that there was a recipe for the Poison she needed; otherwise she’d just be tossing stuff together and just mixing them up with no idea what the hell they were supposed to be really made of. First, she quickly unloaded the small, basic Pharmacist set she’d gotten out of deep storage, and began setting it up as swiftly as she could manage. After that, she then took out her copy of the Impure Poison recipe and looked over it; before visibly cringing—the recipe was more than enough to knock a full-grown player out for a bit, considering the effects of the thing she was going to make.

She then slowly but surely peeled away two containers that had exactly one piece of an Impure Solvent in them; before breaking out the mortar and pestle in order to proceed with the next steps. Dumping the two pieces into the bowl, she quickly picked up the pestle and began grinding it into a fine powder—because there were directions listed as well; showing what needed to be done in order to be able to actually complete said concoction. After grinding the two Impure Solvents down into the finest powder she could manage, she then took out a small, clear bottle that was filled with water—and then set it aside; because she needed to mix the ingredients together in a small pot over a small fire and then let it simmer for a bit.

Drat, I have to work quickly, otherwise I’d be drawing too much attention to myself… she thought as she unloaded the next few pieces of equipment she needed in order to be able to proceed with the next steps. After setting up and getting a small fire going, she then placed the small pot atop it and emptied the contents of the small bottle of water into it, and then consulted the recipe once more—she needed to let it simmer for a bit while she proceeded to chop up the Base Herb in order to give it the deadly property it possessed. Wondering if the Base Herbs she’d picked up were of the poisonous quality, she took a look inside one of the two bags of supplies she’d brought with her—and smirked; for the Herbs that were given to her were segregated in terms of potency: some of it was for potions, while the others were for poisons.

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[604]

[Post 1 of 3 for crafting Impure Poison. Ingredients used: 1 Base Herb, 2 Impure Solvent]

[Hanelli]

Quickly peeling open the container that held the poisonous kind of Base Herbs in it, she then dragged out the chopping board as well as a specially-marked knife (one could never be too careful with the knives) and then began the painstaking process of chopping up the poisonous herb. Now that she’d begun chopping up the poisonous Base Herb in order for it to be added to the distinct mix that she was about to make, she let her eyes wander over to the listed recipe she was following—she had to make the water simmer before letting it come to a low boil; and then once it was at aforementioned boil, she could then add the finely-ground Impure Solvents to the mixture. She continued to cut up the poisonous herb as well; before checking the list of instructions she had to follow again.

Heh, this makes me feel like I’m taking up a certain subject from a certain school in a certain universe whose continuity is based in… wait a second is this Harry Potter?! She thought to herself, coming to a stop a few moments later—and the steady chopping noise ceased; and she allowed herself a giggle before continuing. Well, at least I was able to read the books in Japanese. Now I may have to read them in the ‘original language’ if I get out of here… she thought to herself once again as the low, distinct chopping noise continued. The water in the small pot wasn’t boiling yet; so she knew that she still had plenty of time in order to be able to complete the solution she was mixing up without running into any adverse side-effects.

After checking under light of the moon to see that the poisonous Base Herb was finely chopped, she then reached for the small satchel that held her Pharmacy Kit and pulled out a pair of iconic, white-colored ‘latex’ gloves. Even if the world was set in some kind of backwards period, some of the necessities were surprisingly modern-day, Pharmacist’s Kits included. Saying a silent thank you to the heavens she then slipped the gloves on her hands and relished the slapping sound it made against her skin; and then proceeded to tip the chopping board into the ground-up mixture that was in the mortar she then knew she had to mix it together with the pestle; and picked up said pestle and then began grounding the ingredients together.

After another few minutes of silent grinding and mixing, she could hear low sounds of bubbling coming from the pot; a sign that the water was almost ready. Sneaking another look at the recipe shed taken note of, it said that the dry ingredients were to be mixed a low boil has been reached, and she then very carefully lifted up the bowl and then tipped it over, contents and all—and heard hissing as the mixture made contact with the clear surface of the water. She also tapped on the sides of the bowl to make sure that nothing was wasted—and saw some extra stray granules flutter from the sides to drop down into the bowl. Once that was done, she then set down the mortar and pestle, and then picked out a wooded stirrer—because glass was very unreliable—and then consulted the copy of the recipe again—it said that the mixture needed to be stirred a certain number of times in a certain direction.

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[579]

[Post 2 of 3 for crafting Impure Poison.]

[Hanelli]

I really think whoever made the British server of the game must be obsessed with the Harry Potter universe. I can definitely tell, based on the recipes I’ve taken note of so far, she thought to herself, letting a grin cross her face for a few moments; before tapping the wooden stirrer against the side of the pot before actually stirring it. She then consulted the copy of the recipe again and saw that she needed to stir the mixture seven times in a clockwise direction—but instead of one; there were two counter-clockwise stirs that followed after that. And let me guess, this thing is supposed to change color as well in order to match up that Draught… whatever it was I’ve read from the fifth book in the series? She thought with an ironic grin on her face, as she began counting the seven stirs she needed to complete in the clockwise direction.

After she had hit the seventh stir, she quickly reversed and did two quick, counter-clockwise stirs and then chanced a look into the pot—she saw that the poison she was concocting had changed color. She normally assumed that they were all supposed to be colorless—as she was going by modern-day definitions of ‘undetectable poisons’—but saw that instead of a clear concoction, there was a tinge of purple starting to bloom from the center of the concoction. She then saw that she needed to repeat the stirring process twice more; which meant a grand total of twenty-one stirs in the clockwise; interspersed with a total of six counter-clockwise stirs. Yes, the person who must’ve made the British Pharmacist system must be a huge fan of the Harry potter series… she thought with another chuckle as she started counting off the number of stirs needed in order to fully complete the Impure Poison.

After the next batch of stirring was completed, she then picked up the copy of the recipe and then looked at it once more, and then saw that after the stirring was done, the mixture was supposed to be left to simmer for a bit; before being transferred back to the same bottle where the water had come from. I hope that this is enough, considering that it’s getting a bit thick. Unless something about its properties is supposed to change while I’m mixing it…? She thought to herself once again as she snuck a look at the concoction she was making. The purple hue it had taken on was getting more vibrant with each passing stir; and after the final batch of stirring was done; she noticed that the mix was now a bit watery. She then took out the wooden stirrer and beat it slightly against the rim of the pot; so that no excess drops of the noxious-smelling mixture got anywhere else.

She then proceeded with cleaning up; the slight problem here as that since she needed a supply of running water, she could only wipe everything down before actually going to a public place that offered free use of their washing facilities in order to be able to clean everything out. Might as well avoid crafting anything else in the meantime, since I haven’t cleaned up my things yet, she thought with a sigh as she deftly took the pot off from the small crackling fire and then let it sit for a while to cool. She then prepared the bottle as well as a siphon in order to make sure that nothing was lost when she completed the transferring—and she proceeded with clearing out the entire area.

Man I really need a small room of my own in order to make stuff in peace; not something as exposed as this! She thought with a frustrated sigh as she finished clearing away the workspace and then letting her hands get heated up a bit over the small fire. She then touched the pot and then saw that it had already cooled down significantly; she then began the painstaking process of siphoning the contents from the pot into the bottle—which took little to no time; since she was secretly thankful that the Elven-race were nimble of finger and light of touch. Once the bottle was filled up, she then gave a triumphant grin; before cleaning out the small pot that was used and making sure to dispose of any noxious waste in the proper place.

Hey, I can’t litter and leave this lying around. What if someone gets their hands on this and ends up getting poisoned… she thought with a grim look on her face as she completed the entire clean-up process and then picked up the bottle of Impure Poison; it looked innocently purple—but she knew that it could be used as a very potent weapon if applied to any blade and used in attacking whatever came barreling their way.

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[817]

[Post 3 of 3 for crafting Impure Poison.]