Potion Bar Novels & Stories

Alchemy menu release. Alchemy menu show in front their face, every Nin Guild member starts the process Potion Maker after their mistress gives an explanation, each of them making ten thousand health Potion for Mortal stage 1. "Leader, the herb for next Potion in the future can't support anymore." Slave two worry after this production they don't have stock, he speaks with little sound.

"I want 20 Vials of each quality of Vitality potions, 80 mana potions, 20 Antidote potions, 100 Vials of low concentrated paralysis potions, and 200 vials of paralysis antidote…" Hearing my order from Elijah, stunned Xalbus. His eyes bulged, he looks towards Elijah and Baroness Lydia alternating between them, before snapping out and telling his staff to immediately pick the potions I ordered. It took them 30 minutes to pack the whole order, each potion was packed inside a wooden chest carefully, the total price of all the potions I bought was 300 gold coins, I casually took out 310 gold coins to pay for all of the potions (10 Gold coins was the tip.), Xalbus was beaming with smiles as he saw

Barclay made a disgusted face when the taste of the liquid hit him. "Don't be a baby," Lyza admonished him. "It serves to relieve internal burning, witches will have destroyed your organs. Luckily you don't have a brain, otherwise they would have fried it." With an ironic air he then laughed. Then he turned to Doreon and brought the bottle to his lips; Without protest the commander opened his mouth and let the bitter liquid descend into his throat, without waiting he swallowed and let the potion relieve his pain. Immediately the burning decreased, the grip on his entrails loosened and Doreon returned to breathing normally, feeling the pain reduce, even as his arm continued to send discharges

At this moment, Caspian had a faint smile on his face as he spoke again, "There are a lot of materials needed for the Peaceful Spirit Pill. It can't be gathered in one day and one night. It seems that you are well-prepared. In terms of refining elixirs, you are better than me first." Barry Wilson was so shocked that he threw the lid out of his hand. Fortunately, David Poter was quick-witted and caught it. "Senior Brother, you must be joking," Barry Wilson stammered as he took the lid from David Poter. Taking advantage of this opportunity, David Poter said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense. Be careful and perform well. Don't let me down!" Barry Wilson's expression turned cold as he nodded.

I turn around putting the medallion back down and picking up a vial. “These are potions kind of like what the guys took. They help with stamina so you don’t get wore out as easily. I have enough of the potions for you all that are going and the warriors. The medallions on the other hand I only have enough for the front row fighter. We didn’t have enough time to make them for all the warriors.” “That is amazing Vor.” Dawn said in aww.

Passing by another one, a woman was half undressed and pressed between two men who were both fucking her. Shiloh opened a door, and they walked out onto a rooftop patio. They approached the bar, and the bartender placed a glass of white wine in front of her. Pagan ordered a beer before looking at the crystal and silver glass. The silver stem looked like arm bones and a skeletal hand extended up to hold a silver spider web with a crystal flute inside. The bowl that the pretzels were in was shaped like a human skull. Pagan accepted the beer and asked how much he owed. The bartender smirked and walked away.

Stamina. There were potions of every possible color, some for basic ailments while others did things that were a lot more complicated, like regenerating bone marrow or specific tissues. Asher found a generalized one that focused on repairing muscles, taking a long chug of it with little hesitation. Over the next few hours, he should be mostly back to normal. He took off walking towards the border of Nightfall, to and past the watchtower he and Sienna had been at during the attack. The cliffs loomed in the distance ahead, a barrier between the packs and the rest of the continent.

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"We end up taking the remaining potion as well as a pencil and paper out to the bar. I get things set up for the evening while Harry alternates between writing down lists of different holidays and occasions and flinging the potion around the room to watch the clouds float around. We still have some potion left when I open up for the evening, although I’ve put it behind the bar, not wanting anyone to mistake it for a beverage. I don’t think it would do any serious damage. But I bet they would be hiccuping up glitter for weeks at the very least.

Maria hastened the process for us and had the potion ready by the early morning of the third day. She packed the bottle and handed it to me. Unable to contain my curiosity, I took it out for a closer look. It was a bottle of deep blue liquid, exuding an aura of formidable power even to the naked eye. I took a sniff and immediately regretted it; the stench was unbearable, far worse than the smell of decay. A potion like this, I thought, might just be lethal if consumed.