Romans & histoires Jinx Arcane Powder

I am midair when he shifts, flinging a purple powder into my face. WOLFSBANE.

Corvu is completely bewildered and rubs his ear. “I thought you couldn’t use the amulet for magic.” He blinks, but I just laugh. “It’s not real magic.” I begin, “It’s just a trick, perfected through the art of diversion and confusion.” He grabs my hand with the pebble in it and turns it over. “How’d you do it?”

ARWYN I release the powder puff, filling the room with pink smoke. I scoff at the color, wishing Raith— Pete's Artificer— had chosen something darker. A smirk plays on my lips as the men cough and collapse, grasping their stomachs. The puff was laced with wildbane, a substance that weakens soldiers by slowing their heartbeats dangerously. I hold my breath and lunge for the window, but it won't budge. Cursing, I attack the window again, but it won't open. Frustrated, I give up and run for the smaller door.

I just looked at her. “Do you want me to call Robin to confirm that?” She asked but I didn’t answer. I just took a deep breath because it’s unfair that she knows all about me. She snapped her fingers and the wine and the wine glass for two appeared on the table. She opened the wine and poured on the glasses and she gave the other one to me. She lift her glass and said, “Cheers” “What for?” I asked after I lifted the glass that she gave me. “For finding you, for finding another fallen angel” She answered and drank the wine in her glass. I drank the wine and it made me ask for more because it really tasted good and I had never tasted a wine like this one before.

We thanked the archivist and sprinted back up the spiraling stone stairs. The next two hours were a frantic, highly coordinated blur. Ashren went deep into the geothermal caves, returning with armfuls of the vibrant, crimson Blood-Lotus flowers. I went to the armory and ordered the quartermaster to grind ten pounds of pure Northern silver ingots into a fine, glittering powder. We brought the supplies to the war room, where Jinx and Drax were waiting. We quickly explained the archivist's chemical trap. "We mix the crushed petals and the silver dust into the coal," I instructed, demonstrating by tossing a handful of the mixture into the war room's fireplace.

"Are you just going to allow Perry to die like this? Xena, sometimes you have to think more ahead. If he was willing to take his own life for it, then Felix must be guilty!" With that, Jaden took out an item. "This is what your uncle asked me to obtain a few days ago. Whether you want to use it is entirely up to you." Xena looked at the item. It was a small bag containing some kind of powder. She was confused. "What is this?" she asked. "It's something I acquired from Brandon, the miracle doctor. It's Truth Powder. Anyone who takes it will tell the truth when asked about anything. There won't be any chance for deception."

She dipped her fingers into the pouch and sprinkled the powder over Lucas's body, starting at his head and working her way down to his toes. The powder seemed to dance in the air, shimmering with a soft, ethereal light. As it settled on Lucas's skin, it began to glow with a gentle, pulsing radiance. Zephyr closed her eyes, her hands weaving intricate patterns in the air. She whispered ancient words, her voice barely audible, as she channeled her magic into the powder. The glow intensified, enveloping Lucas in a soft, white light. He felt a strange, tingling sensation, as if the powder was probing deep into his veins, searching for any hidden remnants of the infection.

she opened the door across the hallway and I recognized our suitcases sitting in the middle of a greeting room off of which branched bedrooms, each with their ensuite bathrooms and showers. “How does this solve our problem?” I asked, following Zara out of the Nightwolf quarters and across the hall into Silvermoon’s rooms. She beckoned for me to follow her into her private bedroom, where she rummaged through her suitcase and pulled out a folded paper packet. “Inside of this paper there is a powder,” Zara explained, pressing it into my hand, “Add it to Avery’s drink.” “What does it do?”

My Bruce have you heard about inner strength enhancer elixir in your career as a conjurer? Yes, my Prince, I have been using it every year. I see how much do you buy one pellet.? One pellet is currently sold at 10,000 dollars per each. But I can detect that yours may be of high quality because the scent is more or less different from the old one I have been using. I have even bought one and I haven’t used it yet so you can compare and see the difference.

Just amazed. "It wouldn't take her long. She knew what she was doing. It's simple earth magic just refined," Penelope shrugged. "So, what's that?" I asked, pointing at the shiny obsidian power. "Silver laced powder. It will weaken the wolves but not by much. Just make sure none of you get the stuff on you. It's seriously difficult to take out because the black powder it's mixed with sticks easily." "This place is a maze, how are we going to navigate it?" Thorne grumbled, "It's not like we can tear this place down. Our loved ones are behind these walls and I won't risk hurting them."