Continued from here.
Zi'da 90, Arc 721
The kitchen still smelled faintly of hot chocolate, Tristan noticed, which made him smile. The plate with cookies still stood on the table. Ayla and he hadn’t managed to eat them all. He quickly grabbed a cookie and ate it, enjoying the sweet taste, of honey and strawberries, before he put the rest into a cabinet in order to save them for later, cleaned the table and washed his hands thoroughly. Hygiene was not only important in medicine; it was also important in alchemy. If you worked with dirty hands, or used dirty equipment, or worked in a dirty environment, for that matter, it could have all kinds of unpleasant consequences that Tristan was definitely not interested in dealing with!
His customer, a certain Mrs. Sands, had asked him if he would be willing to make something that would boost her and her family’s immune system. They were often a little sickly in Cylus because fresh fruit and vegetables were harder to come by, and it was so cold and dark and unpleasant. Tristan himself didn’t have that kind of problem because he could grow fresh fruit and vegetables in his greenhouse all arc long and could just make things warm with alchemy on top of it, but anyway, he had agreed immediately.
Nobody should have to be sick and feel bad in winter!
As he gathered all the tools and reagents that he would need, it occurred to him that the potion that he was making now would be a wonderful addition to the anti-winter potion that he had invented during the time in Melrath and that made sure that whoever drank it always felt pleasantly warm. Maybe, he would sell them as a set in the future – one potion to make you feel warm inside, and another one to keep you healthy when it was dark and cold.
He was sure that people would be interested!
Smiling at the idea that he had just had, he filled a bowl with hibiscus tea that he had bought at a store earlier that trial. Using alcohol as the base for his potion would have increased its shelf life considerably; Mrs. Sands had small children though, if he remembered correctly, and you did not give children alcohol. It was just not good for them. Besides, hibiscus tea was known to boost one’s immune system and had a pleasant taste.
Next, he put a bit of honey into a separate bowl. Honey would serve as the binder – a substance that made sure that the different reagents didn’t negate each other. It would also make the potion sweeter though, and it had all kinds of properties that were good for your health on its own.
He mixed the honey with a carefully measured amount of angelica root extract and orange peel oil, both substances that were known to boost your immune system and finally added something to strengthen the alchemical effect and make the potion just a bit more potent. Anybody could mix herbs and oils and such; an alchemist could give them power though!
Once all the reagents were in the same bowl, he stirred the mixture vigorously, and then came the …
… finishing touch!
Tristan didn’t only want to brew helpful potions, he also wanted to brew amazing and pretty (or amazingly pretty) potions. Once upon a time, when he had just started out as an alchemist, he had accidentally made things smoke or produce weird sounds, now, he could special effects on purpose – pleasant special effects rather than questionably smelling smoke and such!
A pinch of powder (that was safe to eat, of course) and some more stirring later, the hibiscus tea potion suddenly started to sparkle, softly and in pink, the colour of hibiscus blossoms – or roses, for that matter. Smiling slightly at the sight in front of him, he poured the potion into a number of separate vials, stoppered them – and tied a thin pink ribbon around each potion.
And then he labelled the vials so that Mrs. Sands wouldn’t forget what was in them before he put them all into a wooden box with a bit of padding (To make sure that the vials wouldn’t accidentally break.). His customer would likely store his potions together with other potions or medicines; he didn’t want her to accidentally ingest the wrong thing!
Zi'da 90, Arc 721
The kitchen still smelled faintly of hot chocolate, Tristan noticed, which made him smile. The plate with cookies still stood on the table. Ayla and he hadn’t managed to eat them all. He quickly grabbed a cookie and ate it, enjoying the sweet taste, of honey and strawberries, before he put the rest into a cabinet in order to save them for later, cleaned the table and washed his hands thoroughly. Hygiene was not only important in medicine; it was also important in alchemy. If you worked with dirty hands, or used dirty equipment, or worked in a dirty environment, for that matter, it could have all kinds of unpleasant consequences that Tristan was definitely not interested in dealing with!
His customer, a certain Mrs. Sands, had asked him if he would be willing to make something that would boost her and her family’s immune system. They were often a little sickly in Cylus because fresh fruit and vegetables were harder to come by, and it was so cold and dark and unpleasant. Tristan himself didn’t have that kind of problem because he could grow fresh fruit and vegetables in his greenhouse all arc long and could just make things warm with alchemy on top of it, but anyway, he had agreed immediately.
Nobody should have to be sick and feel bad in winter!
As he gathered all the tools and reagents that he would need, it occurred to him that the potion that he was making now would be a wonderful addition to the anti-winter potion that he had invented during the time in Melrath and that made sure that whoever drank it always felt pleasantly warm. Maybe, he would sell them as a set in the future – one potion to make you feel warm inside, and another one to keep you healthy when it was dark and cold.
He was sure that people would be interested!
Smiling at the idea that he had just had, he filled a bowl with hibiscus tea that he had bought at a store earlier that trial. Using alcohol as the base for his potion would have increased its shelf life considerably; Mrs. Sands had small children though, if he remembered correctly, and you did not give children alcohol. It was just not good for them. Besides, hibiscus tea was known to boost one’s immune system and had a pleasant taste.
Next, he put a bit of honey into a separate bowl. Honey would serve as the binder – a substance that made sure that the different reagents didn’t negate each other. It would also make the potion sweeter though, and it had all kinds of properties that were good for your health on its own.
He mixed the honey with a carefully measured amount of angelica root extract and orange peel oil, both substances that were known to boost your immune system and finally added something to strengthen the alchemical effect and make the potion just a bit more potent. Anybody could mix herbs and oils and such; an alchemist could give them power though!
Once all the reagents were in the same bowl, he stirred the mixture vigorously, and then came the …
… finishing touch!
Tristan didn’t only want to brew helpful potions, he also wanted to brew amazing and pretty (or amazingly pretty) potions. Once upon a time, when he had just started out as an alchemist, he had accidentally made things smoke or produce weird sounds, now, he could special effects on purpose – pleasant special effects rather than questionably smelling smoke and such!
A pinch of powder (that was safe to eat, of course) and some more stirring later, the hibiscus tea potion suddenly started to sparkle, softly and in pink, the colour of hibiscus blossoms – or roses, for that matter. Smiling slightly at the sight in front of him, he poured the potion into a number of separate vials, stoppered them – and tied a thin pink ribbon around each potion.
And then he labelled the vials so that Mrs. Sands wouldn’t forget what was in them before he put them all into a wooden box with a bit of padding (To make sure that the vials wouldn’t accidentally break.). His customer would likely store his potions together with other potions or medicines; he didn’t want her to accidentally ingest the wrong thing!
