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Post by Fletcher on Nov 11, 2015 11:23:19 GMT
For a while now the lack of visitors to his home had made the place very lonely. While yes, he shared the place with his own summons, the fact that two of the bedrooms went unused as well didn’t help things along. Fletcher sat on the stairs leading into the Thames River outside his front door, two steps up from where the water met the brickwork. It was a nice enough sight, and thoroughly enjoyed with a cup of tea given the nice weather that seemed to be happening today. Unlike the normal weather of London, the Unfounded Kingdom seemed to have a much easier time blessing them with sunlight to enjoy, rather than grey overcast skies and a threat of impending rain almost constantly.
Taking another sip, Fletcher sighed deeply, watching Carbuncle splash around in the water, eyeing off some fish or something that seemed edible enough to warrant chasing it. The fox had a look in its eye that made it seem at home in the water, but perhaps that was just that food was present. Speaking of, Fletcher was whittling the time and day away and should probably think about lunch, or perhaps even just what to get for dinner. There was every likelihood that he’d go bother Dorian again for a meal with the excuse that it was for his own good to practise cooking, but it was more he’d rather see his money to go a friend rather than one of the many businesses that lacked that personal touch that he’d come to enjoy from the company he normally had. Carbuncle popped its head up from under the water and clambered up the stairs, reaching the top step before thoroughly shaking off, throwing water about and catching Fletcher a little on his back. The dwarf looked at the fox unamused and returned to his tea as the fox decided to sunbake on the fence running along the river opposite Fletcher’s home.
What did he have in his house that could attract someone to come and visit? There was Bailin, who had undoubtedly scoped the property out before offering it as a spot for Fletcher to buy so that was out. Sark? Well there wasn’t exactly any facility for the young dwarf to work on clothes, although he’d need to get him in any way to make him some furniture. Dorian was a chef, but he just had a basic kitchen, no sense bringing the kid all the way out here unless it was dinner time. Then there was Sayha, who was a scribe as far as he was aware, so perhaps she’d enjoy the library? There were other people that he could invite, such as Dumah, but it seemed that based on what he had to offer, Sayha seemed to be the best bet. Using his interface he sent her a voice message, rather than risking sending it directly through telepathy just on the off chance she was busy or in combat; no way was he going to be the fault of her falling in battle from a phone call. ”Hey, Sayha. If you’re not doing anything today, come check out my place. You might get a kick out of the library if you wanted to get some levels as a Scribe, and I know I wouldn’t mind the company. My house is on the Thames Riviera, just look for the sign that says ‘Atelier Fletcher’ and you’ve got my house.” He ended the message there and headed inside to refresh his cup of tea before returning to his spot on the steps, noticing that Carbuncle hadn’t moved an inch in his absence.
If Sayha were to respond, well that’d be great, otherwise it’d just be another lounging day while he put off working on more alchemical experiments.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2015 0:09:19 GMT
 Herbs. They were something Sayha had some previous knowledge on thanks to her shimu, but it was a very limited amount. However, that wasn’t going to stop her from figuring out how they worked. Sayha had recently switched from a Scribe crafting subclass to a Pharmacist crafting subclass. She hadn’t enjoyed the work that had to go into scribing and decided to see if Pharmacist was more up her alley. Of course medicine wasn’t the main reason she had taken Pharmacist… it was the poisons. As an assassin, Sayha thought that poisons should have been more common in her skill set, but the only poison ability she had was <Death Stinger>. Due to this, she decided that making her own poison to put on weapons would be the best way to combat that.
Of course, Sayha also had every intention on learning how to make healing and mana potions and whatever else was out there for a Pharmacist to learn. She had found plenty of books in the Londinium Library on the matter, and she had taken plenty of notes in her notebook on the matter. At that moment, she was in the market center in Londinium buying the herbs she needed for her initial pharmacist recipes she planned on attempting to make. She was about done buying everything she would need when she received a message via telepathics. Who would be messaging her? Sayha left the market place and went into one of the nearby alleyways to answer the message.
The message was from Fletcher, a summoner and good friend of hers that had recently joined her guild. He said if she’s not doing anything to go over to his place. He said she could get some levels with his library, and he wouldn’t mind the company. He also explained that his house was on the Thames Riviera which was the Londinium housing district. Sayha knew that he was an Alchemist, but she didn’t know how high of one he was. Maybe he would be willing to help her out with her Pharmacist leveling.
Sayha made her way through the alleyways that she had come to memorize and down towards the Riviera. Sayha had thought about purchasing a home on the Riviera when she was originally looking at houses. She ended up going with her first thought though and buying a house in Moon Dance Forest out in Sarum Frontier. Even for being all the way out there, she had chosen a house that was on the outskirts of the forest.
Once Sayha reached the Riviera, she started to scan for the sign that Fletcher had said was his place. After a bit of walking, she eventually found the sign. She walked over to the door and knocked.
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Post by Fletcher on Nov 12, 2015 1:58:06 GMT
Fletcher was continuing enjoying his tea, not hearing back from Sayha was a little disappointing however. There wasn’t much he could do about it if she was busy though, leaving him to resign himself to the fate that he’d be spending the day alone with nothing to do again. Carbuncle rolled over on the concrete fence before noticing someone approach. Carbuncle hadn’t seen this woman before, although there was something vaguely familiar about her and how she walked with a purpose towards the house. They weren’t expecting any company, or any visitors for that matter, so the fox kept its head low and eyes watching the girl as she approached the front door.
She knocked on the front door, making Carbuncle sit up at attention, unsure of what to do. The fox barked to grab the girl’s attention before looking down at Fletcher, who was now looking up at the fox to see what it had barked about. ”Barking at birds again?” The dwarf sighed, standing up and walking up the stairs with teacup in hand before stopping short of the top step, looking at the girl at his front door. ”Oh, a visitor? Welcome to the atelier, miss. How can I help you today?” Fletcher had to stop himself from giving the girl a suspicious look, uncertain of if he knew her or not. Either way, if she was here to ask about something, then it was his duty as a host to provide a welcoming atmosphere for her to do so.
Granted, the lack of furniture on the inside of the house made it seem a little barren, but maybe she didn’t want to come inside? He awaited her response as Carbuncle jumped down off the fence and wandered over to the girl, looking up at her curiously.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2015 3:52:40 GMT
As Sayha walked to the front door, she heard some sort of barking… though she know whether it was her that was being barked at or someone else. Though she got her answer when she heard a voice coming from the side of the house. With the way Fletcher was talking, it was as if- oh wait. That was when Sayha realized that Fletcher hadn’t seen Sayha since her appearance change.
Sayha’s appearance had been changed she guessed for just over a few weeks since her change. She hadn’t encountered that many people she knew before. Hiro had been the first to see her new change… though she had changed the night before she had asked for his help. Later on when she decided to explore for her second hidden place in Londinium, she had run into Dorian. Out of the main people she partied with, Fletcher was the only one she hadn’t seen… though she also hadn’t seen some of the other people she had previously partied with such as Dumah, Noctis, and Capsule… though the latter two she didn’t know that well. Dumah had a bad tendency to drive her mad so she wasn’t in any hurry to party up with him again.
“I probably should have called back, sorry about that, Fletcher,” Sayha said, rubbing the back of her head, “It’s Sayha. I keep forgetting that people still haven’t seen me with my new appearance. I was in town when I got your message so I hope that it was okay that I still stop by.”
Sayha noticed that Fletcher’s little fox-summon Carbuncle had come closer to her to check her out. Sayha smiled, kneeling down and held her hand forward for Carbuncle to check out.
“I should also add I’m not a Scribe anymore,” Sayha said, looking up at Fletcher, “I switched to Pharmacist not too long ago and was planning on working on that subclass. Do you happen to know anything about it?”
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Post by Fletcher on Nov 12, 2015 6:15:15 GMT
Fletcher stood there dumbfounded as the girl apologised, saying that she should’ve called back. That alone made it seem like she was Sayha, and upon further inspection to his overlay it was indeed her. Apparently she was just in town and stopped by, meaning she must’ve been close already if she didn’t see any reason to call back. ”Oh! Of course it was, Sayha.” He was still taken aback that she had to apologise for answering an invitation to come over, but more than that he was still coming to terms with her new look. Not that there was anything wrong with it, he was just uncertain as to why she’d changed it. ”You can stop by any time. Though… why did you change your appearance? Not that it’s my concern, but you were fine the way you were before.” He began to backpedal. ”Not that this form isn’t just as good, just don’t go changing based on what others think, hm?”
He’d gotten distracted, and brought the discussion back to what Sayha had added. ”As for pharmacy, this is fortunate given I have my doctorate in medicine. It’s a specialisation in dentistry, but I did have to do my basic medicine to become a surgeon. I have a laboratory inside that you can use any time you like, just need to let me know so I can open the door.” Carbuncle investigated the hand offered and gave it a sniff before the fox was satisfied that the girl was who she said she was. Stepping past Sayha, Fletcher opened the door and allowed her to enter first. ”Forgive the lack of furniture, I’m still in the middle of sorting all of that out. Lab’s to the right and at the far end of the room you’ll find things like beakers, test tubes, should be a mortar and pestle there if you wanted to grind stuff up. I’ll go fix us up a cup of tea and be right down. Feel free to make yourself at home if you wanted to have a look around though, just be warned there’s not much to see.” With a smile he closed the door behind them and headed further in to the kitchen to make the pair tea.
As Sayha would step into the house, she’d be greeted with a large tiled foyer with a spiral staircase before her leading to a balcony that overlooked the foyer. To her right would be a door that led to a large room with benches at various parts of the room stocked with various forms of equipment for working with Magitech as well as a few other bits for the sake of experimentation. To her left was another door, leading to a mostly empty room that looked like a storefront in the middle of a renovation. Further in, and up the stairs was where Fletcher went, which would be the living areas, library and kitchen. From how blaze Fletcher seemed to be about Sayha being in his home, it was clear that he had given her free reign to have a look around if she so desired.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2015 7:56:37 GMT
Once Fletcher realized that she was indeed Sayha, he said that she was welcome to come by anytime, and he had asked about her appearance change. “It’s kind of a long story,” Sayha admitted, “The short version though is that I died and after that, I felt like I needed to change.” He explained he did know about pharmacist, saying he was a doctor on the other side. “That’s definitely great news for me,” Sayha said, standing once she had been approved by Carbuncle, “I know a little about herbalism thanks to research, but I’m not really sure what I’m doing. Hope you don’t mind me picking your brain.”
Once Fletcher opened the door for her, Sayha walked in and looked around. Sayha didn’t mind the lack of furniture as her home as well back in Moon Dance Forest was also the same way. Fletcher explained where the lab in his house was and went to make them tea. Sayha decided to explore the house as Fletcher made tea.
The room they were in at that moment was a foyer. There were two different staircases, a normal one and a spiral one, and Fletcher had gone up the normal set of stairs. There were two doors on either side of the room as well. Sayha opened the one on the left first, and it appeared to be some sort of store that had yet to be opened. He was probably planning on running a business of sorts later on down the road which would probably work well for him. Fletcher had already explained the room on the right was the lab, but she peaked in to see what it looked like. It looked exactly what she imagined a lab looked like in that world. Sayha was curious about the rest of the house though she figured she’d explore it later. At that moment, she figured getting set up would be the best idea.
Sayha found a clear area in the lab and opened up her inventory. The first thing she pulled out was her notebook, and she set that off to the side for easy access. Then she pulled out a bunch of herbs, some small vials of oil, some pieces of bark, and beeswax. She organized the herbs by name except for one that she set off to the side past her notebook. It was a poisonous herb, and she didn’t want it getting mixed up with the others. Once she was done organizing, she shrugged off her coat and set it off to the side and went to look for the mortar and pestle. Once she found it, she brought it back over to where the herbs were. Then, Sayha opened her notebook, turning to the pages of the herb recipes she had discovered.
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Post by Fletcher on Nov 12, 2015 14:48:05 GMT
The layout of the house was nice enough, with what amounted to be the place of business and everything needed to work on one’s craft downstairs, and the more comfortable living space upstairs. It kept things separate, and that’s how Fletcher liked to work, with personal life and recreation with a clear divide. The kitchen was a simple affair, with a stove, oven, and a preparation bench, and little else. Unlike the Log Inn, he didn’t have an ice box though even if he did he’d not really use it. As someone with no levels in his Chef class, the kitchen went mostly unused unless he was boiling water, a skill that he assumed was either not tied to a class or was given to him from his level in alchemy. Granted, the need for levels in chef didn’t seem to apply when one was boiling water and adding herbs to the liquid, potentially a workaround to the whole system.
Turning on the stove and letting the water boil, Fletcher waited with arms folded until the jug started squealing. He figured that getting a nice set of teapot and teacups would be a nice investment if he happened across an artisan. Perhaps something in the form of Undine given that it was water? He scratched his beard, gingerly reaching out for the teapot and pouting boiling water into a smaller teapot that he’d already put tealeaves in before, letting tem steep while he wandered back down to the first floor in search for Sayha. Carbuncle greeted him in the foyer before looking to the laboratory, where Sayha was undoubtedly after he pointed out where she should go. There was always the chance that she was upstairs in the library, or wandering around the rest of the house but if she had done that, Carbuncle would’ve been sure to follow out of curiosity.
”Find everything alright?” Fletcher called out as he wandered into the laboratory, spotting Sayha already set up in one of the many workspaces in the lab. She had managed to find the mortar and pestle, making the dwarf smirk. He was right after all, making medicine in this work was more about grinding up herbs and making tonics similar to how ancient Chinese medicine seemed to be theorised to have worked. Granted, in their current day and age it was equally likely that it was some kind of new age medicine. As he got closer he saw what she was working with and stopped, assessing what she’d chosen to work with. He’d done a stint in new age medicine out of curiosity during one of his vacation periods, and his wife seemed to find something fascinating about it as well. Sayha had oils, bark, beeswax, herbs, and a notebook all laid out before her, arranged and sorted with some kind of method which Fletcher couldn’t make out.
”This is seeming more like the Alchemy that I’m familiar with. Other games made Alchemy the ‘make potions’ class, I was in for a rude awakening on day one when I realised that wasn’t the case.” Fletcher sat down the teapot and one of the teacups near Sayha, pouring hers first before pouring himself a cup. It wasn’t anything fancy, and if anything the equivalent of chamomile, but it was a nice enough blend that he’d picked up in the market. He made a mental note to get Dorian to possibly make something up the next time he saw him, but for now that could wait. He took a sip from his cup, looking at the ingredients that Sayha had amassed and wandered over to a nearby cupboard to grab a Bunsen burner and another beaker, setting them off to the side out of Sayha’s way, just in case she needed them. ”If you’re just starting out… Health Potion or something?”
Fletcher pointed to the bark. There was a good chance that it was likely to be willow bark, a fairly common recurring ingredient in RPGs and an ingredient that commonly had healing properties. In the real world it was rumoured to have similar effects which made it supposedly good for anti-inflammatory meds as well as an old wife’s cure for arthritis. He was more used to more synthetic recreations of the same kind of remedies, but from information garnered from other games, plus real life, he should be able to help out Sayha as a veteran from the same skillset from other games if his doctorate wasn’t going to be enough.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2015 16:35:47 GMT
After a few moments, Sayha heard Fletcher ask if she found everything alright. She turned to him, “Yes I was, though I’ll probably need some other things for other recipes according to the books I read.” Fletcher explained that in many other games Alchemists were the ones who made the potions and flasks, and Sayha nodded at this. Across all of the games she had played, that had been the case as well. Sayha nodded a thanks to Fletcher as she took a sip of the tea she had set down by her.
“I think that would probably be the best place to start,” Sayha nodded, turning to another page in her notebook, “The recommended herbs for the potion are Coltsfoot and Milk Thistle… though I did by some Willow Bark.” Fletcher had brought over a Bunsen burner which she would definitely need fairly soon.
“I think the bark will be the best place to start since it will need to be ground up,” Sayha nodded. She made sure to pick out the correct bark in her layout and began to break it into smaller pieces by hand, putting the smaller pieces into the mortar. Once she thought she had broken enough off, she brought the mortar in front of her and began to grind it down with the pestle.
“So Fletch,” Sayha started, “How does Alchemy in this world then since Pharmacists get all the potions and flasks and whatever else we end up making.” After a few seconds, Sayha thought of something, “Though that does remind me… one item I plan on trying to make is a weak poison… though I won’t work on that until last.”
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Post by Fletcher on Nov 13, 2015 3:14:50 GMT
Having the ability to make healing potions was going to be a valuable skill for her. Sometimes when in combat, a high spike in damage output could draw the attention of monsters, and a quick blow could mean trouble if the healer of the party didn’t, or couldn’t respond right away. There was always the possibility that making potions could be a way of getting an income for Sayha, and that in itself was also valuable; along with the fact that they would potentially be relying on her for their potions if they as a guild ever decided to do anything akin to a raid. She listing off some other things that he’d vaguely heard mention of before, but all fit the bill of ‘ingredients for healing potions’.
”Oh, for sure.” Fletcher was speaking in regards to preparing the bark. There were a few ways it could be prepared, given that in order for it to be used, it would have to be broken down in some form for it to be ingestible. He’d ground it down into small bits before making a balm or even a thick brew similar to molasses, but the most effective way he’d found o extract the healing properties from it in other games was to boil it in a retort, letting the oils condense down and using the oils as the component in his potions. They didn’t seem to have one around, or at least he hadn’t checked for one given that he wasn’t a pharmacist; if they did then he’d have to pull it out for Sayha to have a play with later.
”Alchemy? Hrm… I suppose the easiest way to explain it would be something like an engineer or mechanic. Except rather than science, you just apply raw magic to your things to make them work. It’s like that flashlight I had back in the train tunnels; little gadgets like that is what we seem to be able to make, but nothing more grandiose than that unfortunately.” Fletcher watched as Sayha continued to grind the bark in the mortar and pestle while mulling over how to answer the comment about making poisons. It didn’t shock him as much as it should have given he’d seen Sayha apply poison to many a foe they’d gone up against, but something about producing it made Fletcher wily. While medicine was intended to heal, an overdose would have the reverse effect.
”’A weak poison’, she says.” Fletcher grumbled heading over to another cabinet and opening it up by sliding the door to the side. This cabinet stretched from floor to ceiling and had two sections, with Fletcher accessing the compartment on the left. ”Depending on how weak you want to go, we have a few options. Aconite will do you fine if you want to go strong and take down wolves or other big game, but…” He looked over his shoulder to Sayha, frowning in thought before returning back to the cabinet. ”I went to the market on one of the first few days to stock up on ingredients for potion making before I realised the true nature of alchemy in this world, giving us a few things to play with. That said, not only how strong do you want to make it, but how fast acting and lethal do you want your poisons as well?”
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Post by Deleted on Nov 13, 2015 3:54:26 GMT
Sayha finished grinding up the bark as she listened to Fletcher explain what Alchemy had been in that world. “Alchemy sounds like fun, though mechanical and stuff like that has never been my strong suit,” Sayha said, taking a flask and a funnel and pouring the now ground up bark into it. “Actually, Alchemy in this world sounds like an old cartoon anime show I used to watch,” Sayha though aloud, “Where technology is based on the magic of the worlds and that kind of stuff…” Once she was done with that, she went over to a nearby faucet and placed just enough water in the flask to cover the powder.
After setting the flask aside, Sayha took a few leaves of the Milk Thistle and Coltsfoot and broke them up into small pieces before putting them into the mortar. Instead of grinding them up like she did the bark, she squeezed and flattened them. As she did so, Sayha chuckled under her breath when she heard Fletcher’s comment on a weak poison.
“Well for my first poison, I just want to do, well, a basic poison,” Sayha explained, “It can either be drunken by an enemy, but I plan on putting it on my weapon for extra poison damage. Later on, I want to explore different types of poisons that could maybe burn or stun opponents for certain amounts of time. For now, I’m just going to go with the basic building blocks of Pharmacy recipes and then I’ll go from there.”
Once Sayha was done, she carefully funneled the now flattened leaves into the flask. Once she was done, she took the funnel out of the flask and took it over to the sink where the faucet was as well as the mortar and pestle and quickly washed and dried them off so they were ready for later use.
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Post by Fletcher on Nov 13, 2015 4:48:14 GMT
”A ‘basic’ poison, she says!” Fletcher chuckled, saying it more in a playful tone compared to the one he’d used before. If he wasn’t playing a Summoner, he’d be playing something similar to what Sayha was in terms of using poisons to debilitate his enemies in combat. He figured that would complement the lack of raw power that Summoners had to compensate for having followers, but his lack of knowledge as to how the game had decided to list alchemy had ruined that plan. Either way, making a poison was different to making a venom, and if Sayhawas looking to make something to be drunk or otherwise ingested, than a poison was a way to go. As for moving onto venoms then he’d have to bust out the heavy duty stuff and teach her what he knew about being a saboteur.
”If you’re looking to feed it to your opponent, then a poison would be the way to go. Aconite would be a good one for that, although it’s a generalist when it comes to implementing it for its toxicity to living beings.” Fletcher came back from the cabinet with a few specimens and vials, putting them to the side of Sayha’s other ingredients to keep them separate. He put them close enough so if she wished to reach out and grab them she could, but had them away enough so that they wouldn’t get confused with what she had brought. ”Other games, especially ones that had influence in Asian culture gave us a few other specimens that I’d be suggesting for if you wanted to make blade venoms, but we still have options. Speaking of, I’d save the aconite for later if you wanted to get some practise in for making venoms, and make your first one out of say, apple seeds.”
”Without knowing an Animal Trainer, we can’t easily extract venoms from monsters out in the field, which is a shame, but like I said, we have options.’ He pointed at the first vial. ”This one I gathered from outside. You might know it as conker, or perhaps horse-chestnut, but this is the extract from a combination of the raw seed and flower. I didn’t get a good sample without proper lab equipment, but this one should be strong enough to act as a poison. Medically it’s used in small amounts to check for bacteria amongst other things when treated, untreated…” He thought of the best way to convey how it worked to someone who may not have a medical background. ”Let’s just say that if you were to drink it, your immune system would start breaking down from this stuff sapping the sugars your body runs off of.” Fletcher cleared his throat, getting carried away with explaining the non-basic side of chemistry to Sayha who had already stated that she wanted to start basic and simple. The dwarf wandered over to another cabinet with glassware and grabbed a few smaller beakers and brought them over so Sayha could separate her ingredients better rather than leave them on the counter, especially while she was working.
”Uh… Sorry. It’s been a while since I’ve been able to talk about this kind of stuff. Is there anything I can do to help?”
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Post by Deleted on Nov 13, 2015 6:56:11 GMT
Sayha chuckled as Fletcher repeated her words of “basic poison” again but in a joking tone. She also listened to his explanation of poisons as she washed up and dried what she needed to. He explained that Aconite, or Monkshood which she did have, would be good for feeding to an opponent. Though he did suggest saving the Monkshood for a later time and use something simpler.
“Eventually, I’m going to switch to Animal Trainer,” Sayha said, “I want to max out Tracker first, but I do plan on changing to it. Maybe then I can check out more of those types of poisons or whatever you want to call them.” Sayha set aside the now dry tools and took the flask that she had put the powdered bark and the flattened leaf pieces in. She went over to the faucet and added just a tad bit more water. Once that was done, Sayha went over to the Bunsen burner and started to hone in a flame.
“Well, you’re actually helping out a lot right now,” Sayha said, “Advise is always helpful, especially because I’m kind of flying blind.”
Once the fire was approximately the temperature Sayha wanted, she found a clasp for the flask she was using. She carefully put the flask over the fire though she didn’t keep it constantly over the fire. She went back and forth over the flame, heating the water. Once the water began to bubble, she removed it from the heat completely and turned off the Bunsen burner.
Sayha then pulled out some small bottles that she had bought while shopping for herbs. Carefully, she poured the hot liquid into the bottle and closed it tightly. Sayha set the flask aside once it was cool enough. Sayha picked up the bottle and shook it around.
“Well, I think that the healing potion is done,” Sayha said, “Hopefully, it doesn’t taste horrible.”
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Post by Fletcher on Nov 13, 2015 13:07:25 GMT
Switching to be an Animal Trainer would help immensely if she was intending to take this much further. Granted, Fletcher had done very little with his Sigilmaking through lack of really understanding how it worked and had considered switching it up himself. She had to max out her level in what she had first before switching, which was a smart move just in case she needed to swap back for whatever reason. ”Put simply, a poison is something toxic to the person that ingests it, specifically it needs to be eaten or otherwise ingested to enter the blood stream through digestion. Comparitively, a venom is something that gets transferred into the bloodstream almost directly via a wound or alike. Your weaponised variants sit here, and will narrow down the scope of ingredients you’ll want to look at. Animals that bite, such as spiders and snakes use venom; plants when eaten are poisonous. Follow so far?”
When Sayha said she was flying blind, Fletcher did a double take to the notebook she had open on the counter, unsure of what that was if not a notebook on herbalism research. ”Advice I can give anytime, Sayha. You know that. You seem to have more than complete blindness guiding you from the book before you factor in anything I say, though.” He watched her work, delicately heating the mixture over the flame before distilling the mixture into a smaller bottle and corking it while it was still hot. Fletcher made to stop her but hesitated, wondering whether or not the best way for her to learn was to let it fail. He said nothing, and waited as the brew cooled with Sayha swirling around the contents and examining her work.
She was lucky that the bottle didn’t explode from the trapped heat. ”It’s probably going to sound ironic from a doctor, but the worse they taste, the better they usually are for you.” He flourished the statement with a smirk followed by a soft chuckle before continuing. ”Next time though, you should let it cool before bottling it. Some compounds don’t take lightly to having the vapour trapped and still heated; I’ve caused a few unintentional explosions that way in the past. Either way, what’s next? Going to tackle your poison now or do something else from the beginner’s guide?” He gestured to the notebook that was still on the counter, thinking about the library upstairs and if there was anythingin there that may help. There was bound to be a book on botany, or perhaps even an introduction to traditional medicine that he could pull out to assist if his guest were to run out of recipes before her desire to experiment also ran dry.
Fletcher poured himself another cup of tea, or rather topped up his cup and took another sip, finding that providing Sayha a word salad of information on the less friendly side of medicine making his throat parched.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 13, 2015 16:43:57 GMT
“So I need to study plants that can be turned into venom-like stuff,” Sayha said, quickly summarizing the information she needed to know about the poisons.
“I guess I should specify when I mean I’m flying blind,” Sayha said, responding to Fletcher’s comment about her notebook, “You see, I homeschooled myself during pretty much my entire school time, minus a truly horrible and long semester. Notes are great, don’t get me wrong. However, notes don’t really do much to real-world applications until you’ve actually used them. Like I can do as many math formulas I want, but notes about how to use the formula mean nothing until I’ve actually used it.”
After Fletcher’s comment about the bottle not exploding, Sayha picked up the bottle and uncapped it, “Noted… and as for what’s next… I still would rather do all the healing stuff first and keep poison until last… I have a feeling that may be a bit more complicated than what I’m doing now.”
Sayha took a sip of the tea she had neglected while she had been working on the healing potion. “Next up,” Sayha finally said as she set the tea cup back down, “I think I’ll do the Healing Tablets since they’re still kind of in the same family. After that… probably the lower-tiered mana potion.”
Sayha went over to the herbs she had out and pulled out some mint and gingko and mint leaves. These leaves, unlike some of the others, were slightly dried. She placed both types of herb leaves in the now clean and dry mortar and pestle and began to grind them.
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Post by Fletcher on Nov 17, 2015 1:11:30 GMT
”You home schooled yourself? Wow.” Fletcher’s eyes widened in genuine awe. If she was telling the truth, and there was no reason to lie, then she would have to have been some kind of educational savant as a child to teach herself various things in life. Granted, there is no way to actually assess how book smart she was without administering some form of academic test, but that wasn’t his field. For now, he’d just have to settle that she was educated by means different to his and she was a functional human being; there was no reason to believe that she was more or even less intelligent or anything.
Moving onto the next thing, Sayha declared that she’d be making healing tablets. Made sense, and he was curious to know how she was going to move from one logical step to another. Going from a liquid to a solid was more difficult unless you knew what you were doing; essentially what you’d need to do is get the same potency from a potion and not only condense it down into a similar potency for the size, but solidify it so it’d stay stable without altering the chemical composition. You could potentially add gelatine to make something akin to a gummy but you’d risk the protein breaking down depending on what you added to it.
The talk of tablets made him think back to a treat he used to have made for him by his own mother, and then his wife in the early stages of their relationship before they become more health conscious; that and too much sugar was bad to indulge in when working in dentistry. Heat and sugar, plus protein, plus fat generally was going to get you something akin to fudge if you were talking raw components. He wasn’t a chef, but when making a fudge you needed all of these components to get the right flavour, colour, but most importantly each part contributed to the end product with how they interacted with one another. Medicine followed the same principles, although not so simplistic.
”So how are you going to solidify the ground herbs into tablets? Am I being too hopeful that you’re just going to make medicinal candy?”
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2015 4:29:52 GMT
As Sayha grinded the gingko and mint leaves, she heard Fletcher’s voice go into awe as he was surprised she had homeschooled herself. After a while, she asked how she was going to solidify the tablets, asking if she would be making medicinal candy.
“I will be making candy in a little while,” Sayha smiled, “However I want to do the tablets and the lower-tiered Mana Potion first. The candy will be a bit more complicated for me, but it should be at least sweet since I have honey I will be using for it.”
Sayha was paying very close attention to the herbs she was grinding. She stirred them up a bit to check how fine they were. They still weren’t fine as much as they needed to be so she continued to grind. After a few moments, they were as fine as a powder. Carefully, Sayha moved the powder into a bowl and set it aside for the time being.
“I guess I should actually explain how I’m going to do the tablets,” Sayha chuckled under her breath, “If I use a powdered version of Slippery Elm Bark and add it to the herbs as well water, it makes it into a dough that can be rolled and dried out which will turn into the tablets.”
Sayha then picked up another type of bark she had brought which was the Elm Bark she had explained earlier. She broke it up as she had broken up the willow bark from before and began to ground it.
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Post by Fletcher on Nov 21, 2015 7:44:12 GMT
Apparently Candy was hard to make. Not that he had any real idea given that his only experience with it was vaguely mixing a butterscotch mixture over heat while his wife did most of the other prep work. If Sayha knew how difficult candy was he’d defer to her, otherwise he’d normally defer to Dorian who was not in attendance. Making things was strange in this place; as much knowledge as one could give to someone else about how to do something, if the numbers didn’t match up in level requirements you’d end up with an unsuccessful mess of an end product.
Sayha continued to grind until she had a fine powder made from dried herbs and placed it aside in a bowl. She then proceeded to explain how she was going to use said powder to make tablets, and what it really boiled down to was add water to activate some kind of astringent mix that when died of excess moisture formed tablets when divided. It could be some kind of protein in the bark, or perhaps some kind of gel or fiberous component that retained water to encapsulate the rest of the mixture, but he honestly wasn’t too sure of the chemical breakdown for the slippery elm bark. So long as it worked, and Sayha seemed to be confident that it was worth a try, Fletcher had no reason to stop her. ”Sounds fine to me. I’d use something like ground animal bone and basically make gelatine, but that’s just me.”
Next she began to grind up the bark. Presumably the bark that was going to make the mixture turn into tablets, and the main keystone to this recipe working. ”So tell me more about yourself, Sayha.” He fuelled the conversation, not wanting long stretches of silences as the girl worked tirelessly on her concoction. ”Truth be told I know next to nothing about you, and that just doesn’t sit right by me given what we’ve been through out there and what we’ve seen.”
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Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2015 1:59:31 GMT
As Sayha grinded the Elm Bark, she heard Fletcher mention he’d use animal bone to make a gelatin. “Animal bone?” Sayha questioned. It didn’t sound very appetizing to try, and it kind of made her stomach churn, “I think I’ll pass on the animal bone… I will stick to bark, thanks though.” As she finished grinding the bark, Fletcher had asked her to tell him more about her. He had been right about them not talking much; when they had met in the past, it was mostly just to adventure and well fight. They knew each other in that sense but not so much as a person if that were possible to understand.
“Well, I’m a single child,” Sayha started, figuring that was a good place as any to start, “My mother was killed in a car accident when I was three, and my father remarried when I was 6 to a witch of a woman who hates me for no apparent reason… though after my mother died, my father buried himself in his work, and he just kind of left me alone. When I was old enough to go into school, I was constantly in trouble. My father was tired of going to my school all the time so he pulled me out and that was when I started to teach myself. I also started taking martial arts classes then. When I was 15, I graduated high school and got my diploma. When I was 16, my father moved us from the US where I was born to England where the step-witch was from because she wouldn’t stop complaining. Though just before we moved, I was given a 5th Stage black belt at my martial arts dojo.”
Once Sayha was done giving her brief summary, she had finished grinding the bark into the fine powder she needed. She put the bark powder with the herb powder that she had done earlier, making sure to get all the powder she could out of the mortar. When that was done, she went over to the nearby sink and washed both the mortar and pestle again. Once they were washed, she dried them and set them aside for later.
Sayha then took a flask and filled it with water. She put the flask next to the bowl and found a flat pan-like object and put it on the station she was working at. Then she took the herb and bark powder and mixed it together with a stirring rod. Once the powders were mixed together, Sayha slowly began to add water, making sure not to add too much. Once she made the powder like a dough, she set the water aside and began to roll the dough into small pill-sized balls. She put each ball she finished onto the pan that she had found earlier. They would need to be set aside to dry before she could put them in a bag.
“I think the hardest part about everything though,” Sayha began speaking again when she was rolling the dough, “was that my father was just never around… You see, not too long ago I died, and I came to some realizations. My father dove into work as his way of coping with what happened, but it’s still no excuse. Whenever I had exhibitions at my dojo, my father rarely came and even when he did come, he didn’t really say anything. I think I preferred it when he didn’t come. Anyway, sorry about bringing the mood down. What about you? You said you were a dentist on the other side, right? Did you do anything else?”
Sayha had finished with the dough and found a place to set the tray of tablets out of the way. Once that was done, she took the bowl that had the powder in it and washed it out thoroughly and dried it along with the flask that had had water in it. Next up was the Lesser Mana Potion.
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Post by Fletcher on Dec 2, 2015 3:28:05 GMT
Fletcher shrugged. ”You’d be surprised what ingredients make up the most common of foods you buy from the grocery store. Mass produced confectionary generally has something akin to that to make it gummy. I agree it’s not the most appetising when you think about it like that though.” Sayha continued grinding down the bark while she moved onto answering his question about who she was on the other side. He began to build a profile for her mentally as he sat in silence, letting her speak; he’d have his chance for questions afterwards if there was anything warranting one.
Her story was a fairly straightforward although no less sad one. Only child, one parent dead early and then replaced by someone far less than ideal. Abandoned by her father to be made into a bad child until she was brought out and she started her previously mentioned home schooling from there. She must’ve been young, and possibly some kind of prodigy in order to pull it off, especially to graduate at 15. Perhaps the schooling in the US followed different rules as well, but he was 18 before he was able to graduate, although the school he went to didn’t cater for higher performing students even if he did fall into that bracket. Followed by that was her martial arts and then a move over to England. By this stage the bark was now a fine dust much like the other ingredients she had prepared earlier. Fletcher mulled over her story as the assassin worked the concoction she had made into small balls, effectively forming her desired end result.
Her story continued it seemed, and she continued telling it while she worked. It started about commenting about the hardest part about everything, which sent Fletcher into a spin wondering which single misfortune would rate the highest. His life by comparison up until recently had been pretty good, although he felt sheepish feeling bad about his own life when it was clear that others had it much worse. Pain was a relative thing though, so he knew he was entitled to his own brand of sadness, but even knowing that didn’t make it any easier. It pained him dearly to hear that Sayha’s crowning disappointment was the lack of fatherly presence. He frowned and watched her carefully saying nothing. What could he say? Chances were there wasn’t anything he could really say to magically make everything better. Hell, even offering to be a step-in father was only a dumb suggestion and would only cause there to be an air of awkwardness to linger between the two.
He didn’t respond straight away, thinking about where to start. ”That’s right. I suppose I’ll start off same way you did; oldest of four children and grew up in the country on a farm the folks wanted to semi-run after coming into a lot of money. We were well off, but the country life wasn’t for me. Schooling was pretty normal, moved into the city on my own near the end of high school in preparation for university, so up until that point school during the day and helping out on the farm in the afternoon.” He shifted in his chair uncomfortably. ”Ended up marrying during college and having a daughter after graduation and we were both set in our careers; family life was good.” His expression grew dark and his tone shifted to be slightly more bitter. ”What happened next made me praise the coming of the Catastrophe. A series of horrible events unfurled and I found myself not only diagnosed with Lou Gehrig’s disease but my wife and daughter were both taken in a car accident as well. If not for the Catastrophe occurring, a week later I’d be dead; trapped in a body shutting down with no treatment to halt or cure the process.” He looked down at his hand and flexed his fingers, something that he’d taken for granted up until even that was hard to manage. Sayha’s apology for bringing the mood down called to be echoed by the dwarf but no such echo came.
He shook his head, sighing after a stretch of silence. ”Sorry, my story wasn’t much better in the way of light heartedness, but at least it’s out in the open now.”
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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2015 3:18:10 GMT
Now that Sayha had finished the tablets, she started to prepare for the Lesser Mana Potion. As she began to prepare the gingko and chamomile leaves for the potion, she listened to Fletcher’s story intently.
Fletcher had come from a fairly well-off family which wasn’t unheard of, and Sayha agreed with the feeling that being out in the country wasn’t the right lifestyle. She liked living in the city with everything nearby… as well as plenty of places to hide. Though it sounded like he had a lot of work to do since he both went to regular high school on top of helping out his family. Fletcher married while in college which sounded fairly nice, and he even had a kid. That was all news to Sayha. She knew Fletcher was older, but she didn’t think he was that old. As Fletcher finished explaining about himself, Sayha stopped working and looked up at him. It seems they both had the misfortunes of having people they loved die in car accidents… and on top of that, Lou Gehrig’s disease?
“I’m sorry to hear that,” Sayha said, “That sounds… horrible.” She knew there wasn’t much to say otherwise from past experience. If there was anything she learned with experience, it was that bad things just happen for no reason. “I guess you’re kind of like me, then… focusing on the here and now instead of focusing on the past.” It wasn’t much of a pep talk or anything like that, but Sayha wasn’t sure what else to say.
Instead of talking, Sayha went back to focusing on the leaves for the potion. They were a combination of both fresh and dried leaves. To start off, she began to crinkle the dried leaves together into the mortar. Once that was done, she took the pestle and grinded them as she had grinded the other materials.
“Well,” Sayha finally spoke again, “Do you have any goals living here in this world then? Maybe like becoming a famous alchemist or something like that?”
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