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984338 No. 984338 ID: 8483cf

I am Lady Serah Kensington, Heir Countess of Kensington, and I sincerely hope I don’t screw this up.

Lazy Wiki: https://questden.org/wiki/Lazy_Fairy

Previous Topic: https://questden.org/kusaba/questarch/res/974331.html
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No. 984339 ID: 8483cf
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984339

My skills as an alchemist are rapidly progressing. I was the youngest in Kensington to transmute bronze to silver. My potion-book is growing by the day. My bombs are safely kept and quite powerful. Given time, I will undoubtedly gain renown as an adventurer, and have clout of my own.

I have been raised to succeed. To excel. To rule. I cannot afford to shame my ancient name.

The last two days have not gone according to plan.

By enlisting the aid of a fairy, I thought I would be gaining a valuable ally. I have been wrong to rely on her; she has forgotten much of her schooling and is handicapped by her… passions. Perhaps she will improve. Perhaps not.
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No. 984340 ID: 8483cf
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984340

I was beguiled into adopting an adorable, precious, and utterly untamed fox spirit. She has an agenda of her own and no way of communicating it to me, so I have yet to ascertain her motives in joining me. Fortunately, she is currently not a threat, and is bound to provide me three favors each day. Unfortunately, she eats a lot of legs of lamb, and needs a bed of her own. I will need to fund both.

Raelynn, a wood elf ranger, is my one reliable party member and good counsel. I hope she decides to stay with us longer than the next two days, but it will be a challenge for obvious reasons.
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No. 984341 ID: 8483cf
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984341

I blink the bleariness from my eyes. Sunlight peeks through the curtains. I shrug off the covers and stretch.

In the bunk below me, Dotti is still asleep. But my fairy is missing from her bed. She’s been good to her word and gotten up at the cock’s first crow. Maybe there’s hope for her yet.

It’s going to be a busy day. I need to prepare for tomorrow’s adventure if I’m going to have enough gold to pay for my party’s new room and board.

My party. My very own adventuring party…

I like the sound of that.
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No. 984342 ID: e51896

>She’s been good to her word and gotten up at the cock’s first crow. 

Good that she is waking up before everyone else, but are you sure she is training? We should know better than that. Lets sneak to find that fairy and make sure she is doing what she promised.

But first, bathe, eat, get dressed, etc. You know the morning routine.
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No. 984343 ID: b1b4f3

>>984341
Perform morning routine, trust that your fairy is keeping her promise, because she's a FAIRY.
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No. 984344 ID: 0fae41

First step is to watch your head. It's time to get used to what Jotun mutagen can do for you! Then assemble your kit and grab a quick breakfast.
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No. 984345 ID: 12b116

dont forget to wash your feets
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No. 984375 ID: 094652

Check on your party, then ignore their squabbling and shower.
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No. 984526 ID: 8483cf
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984526

I need to get used to my body. The Jotund’s Might mutagen I imbibed yesterday has made me tall enough, and the bunk bed is short enough, that I don’t need a ladder to climb down. I’d estimate my current height at roughly 203 centimeters.

I don’t slam my head into a ceiling beam as I swing out of bed. That’s as good a start to the day as any.

I grab my bath kit and towel and head for the women’s showers. It’s an uncomfortably long walk, especially considering my nightie is far too small for me now. Fortunately, I’m up early enough that I don’t run into anyone.

It feels like showers are the one time of day I can actually relax. Running water is new to this parish, and I’m exceptionally grateful to have it in the adventurer’s guild. It’s one of the big reasons I picked Minga to set up shop for now. I’m not sure what I’d do if I had to heat my own bathwater, or- savior forbid- use a cold tub.

I hang my nightie and grab my towel. It’s also too small on me… I really don’t like this mutagen.

I sigh and reach for my bath kit. It’s a beautiful collection of soaps and lathers, the best of which I received as gifts from an exceptionally thoughtful sender. They’re enchanted, too. Mild spells, but still useful.

My hand hovers over the kit. I think I remember the soap labels.

Arrowhead Pine: Be swift like the coursing river!
Lumenbug Amber: Make your fairy companions jealous with a soft, warm glow.
Saltrock Mist: Bulk up with a hard, skin-colored chitin to increase defense. Different colors sold separately.
Tarblood Moss: Increase fire resistance from the tar pits of another plane.
Cloud-Manta Extract: Jump higher like you’re light as a sprite, and gracefully float down without fall damage.
Clearwater Cherry: Vanish and go undetected! Or it just might help people ignore me. It’s hard to tell.

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No. 984529 ID: 293539

Lumenbug, that fairy could stand to get messed with more.
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No. 984530 ID: 0fae41

Less modest hemlines are merely a temporary side effect of the mutagen. Save the total makeover for a couple doses later, when it's nice and ready!
Cloud-Manta extract? Why not! You'll be putting on more height than ever! If this stuff really works.
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No. 984546 ID: 094652

Cloud Mana Extract: The square cube law says that your bones are prone to wearing down under the strain of your modified weight. Use this to get the proportions right.
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No. 984554 ID: a30eee

>>984546
I agree with Cloud manta, but 203 cm is like 6'8" in freedom units. That is tall, but not unnaturally tall, and definitely not square cube law tall.
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No. 984557 ID: 53560f

Saltrock mist.
Your body is your last line of defense and if you’re gonna be a beast of an adventurer then you might as well double down.
Also with all the useful achemical possibilities available to you, you’re probably gonna change more before long anyway.
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No. 984571 ID: e51896

clearwater cherry, that way we can spy on fairy and make sure she is making due on her promise.

I wonder how long these effects last...
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No. 984653 ID: 8483cf
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984653

I decide to wash up with the Cloud-Manta Extract. I’m not used to my longer legs yet, and if I trip, it should ensure a soft landing.

I close the curtain around me and seal the world away. The water is piping hot but not scalding, just the way I like it. Soon the stall is my own private steaming oasis. It’s my favorite part of the day.

I don’t hurry. There’s as much water as I need. Why rush a good thing?

All too soon, I’m done with my wash. I want to spend the whole day here, but I have responsibilities. I have to check on my fairy and make sure she isn’t causing chaos. I should start brewing my potions for tomorrow.

But the walk back to my room is cold, and the shower is hot. One more round of conditioner won’t hurt…

All too soon, I’m done. I wrap myself up in my towels and step out to face cold reality.

And Raelynn is right there in front of me, wearing only a tight-wrapped towel and a tight-lipped scowl.

“Ah!” I yelp. I wasn’t ready for reality!

“Did you tell your fox spirit I was her chambermaid?” Raelynn asks.

“U-um… no?” I stammer, cluching my undersized towel to my chest. This day is already off to a bad start. “Why? What happened?”

“She wouldn’t stop pounding on my door until I helped her get dressed.”

“O-oh,” I sigh in relief. “I was expecting something worse.”

“I didn’t volunteer to play dress-up with a fox spirit first thing in the morning,” Raelynn says, irritation in her voice. “I don’t think Dotti cares about the basic rules of society if they get in the way of something she wants.”

“I-I’m sorry!” I blurt out. I should be more assertive, but this is not how I imagined my day going. “I’ll handle it!”

Raelynn raises an eyebrow, but she steps aside and lets me pass. She shakes her head.

I rush back to the room, thankfully not running into anyone in the hall. Dotti is gone.

I hurriedly brush my hair with an enchanted drying comb and put on my new adventuring clothes, worrying about my fairy and fox spirit the whole time. I’m going to need to deal with them sooner rather than later.

But how? And who is more likely to cause trouble first?
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No. 984654 ID: e51896

The fairy could most likely cause trouble first, but Dotti could not have gone far since she left much later than fairy. Plus fairy said she hates lying, so there could be some time before she causes trouble before you can find Dotti first.

Lets go and find Dotti. Knowing her love for food, she most likely is at the bar looking for something to eat, perhaps trying to eat crumbs or fallen food people dropped off the floor. We can approach this by providing her with breakfast, as stated in the contract.
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No. 984655 ID: 0fae41

The fox spirit, definitely. She's a troublesome one, can't trust her. Besides, getting to play dressup with her should be your privilege.
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No. 984658 ID: b5fb67

>>984653

We might need to teach Dotti to be a litte more self-sufficient.
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No. 984674 ID: 6f7a5a

Offer to dress Dotti next time
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No. 985352 ID: 8483cf
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985352

I worry about what my charges might do while I'm not watching. My fairy knows no restraint in her free time- but she does, in her own twisted way, keep her word. She is at least somewhat predictable.

An unsupervised fox spirit is not predictable. According to my fairy, they're wild, deceitful and vicious. This is corroborated by the stories and fables I read as a child. What is Dotti's agenda? I can't leave her alone without knowing what she's up to.

I rush downstairs as soon as I'm decent and hunt for her telltale pink bow. Think, Serah, think! If you were a fox spirit, what would you want first thing in the morning? Food! Of course!

I rush into the mess hall and scan around. I spy a pink bow peeking around a rubbish bin.

Oh dear.

"Dotti!" I snap. "What are you doing?!"

I rush up and grab the chicken leg from the floor. Dotti looks at me, shock and confusion in her eyes. She looks at the bin full of wasted food longingly.

"This is not for eating!" I say, completely exasperated.

Dotti is still looking up from the floor, confused, watching the chicken leg. I toss it in the rubbish bin and slam the lid.

"You can't do things like this! People are going to look at you like an out-of-control pet!"

Dotti's eyes narrow to slits. She bares her teeth.

Uh-oh.
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No. 985353 ID: 0fae41

Get her to some proper food, stat.
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No. 985354 ID: b1b4f3

She doesn't understand and thinks you're just keeping food from her. First thing's first, find some food to give her to replace what you took away.
Tell her that the trash bin is for items which no longer have worth. Townsfolk have higher standards for cleanliness and easy access to food, so consider food that has been contaminated to no longer be worth the risk of getting sick. Or even if the food has just been sitting out for too long. These higher standards are seen as a sign of civilization, so if people see her eating out of the trash, they'll think she isn't civilized.
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No. 985355 ID: 10c07d

Find Dotti a chicken leg that didn’t come from a trash can.
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No. 985356 ID: e51896

Remind Dotti she can't hurt you as per the contract, and if she wants to be a human, she must act like one!

Also, ask where her boots are. It is highly improper to be walking around barefoot in the messy tavern and its sticky floor. after all: no shoes, no shirts, no service!
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No. 985358 ID: e51896

>>985356
>Remind Dotti... if she wants to be a human, she must act like one!

(Cue a homeless human bum rummaging through the trash)
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No. 985359 ID: 094652

"You need to buy food from an appropriate vendor - or at least cook and clean your meals before you fox into them! Filthy, raw food is filled with diseases and parasites that will get you sick, and I refuse to pay the exorbitant bill for an illness cleanse just because you wanted bargain bin chicken!"

Pick Dotti up and get her to the nearest fast food. Buy something plain and cheap so she won't complain about the volume.
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No. 985459 ID: 6c227a

baby steps. Just take her and her chicken leg to a table.
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No. 985770 ID: 8483cf
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985770

I gulp.

Dotti’s mad that I took her "breakfast.” Very mad. Mad enough that her whole body is tense and ready to attack.

I have to hope fairy magic is good for something.

“I’ll get you breakfast,” I say. “Just like our contract says.”

Dotti’s eyes glaze over for a second, and the simmering anger vanishes. She shakes her head, confused and disoriented. She lets out a soft whine.

I’m just as confused, but whatever happened, it took the wind out of her sails, thank the Savior.

“This is a rubbish bin,” I say, pointing at it. “Humans put items and food that are to be disposed of. Food in here is dangerous, and may make you ill.”

Dotti looks confused.

I sigh. “Dotti, I’m sorry if this is confusing for you. But if you want to live with humans, you have to act like us. Being around humans means obeying written and unwritten rules so we all get along. That’s what makes civilization work.”

Dotti looks forlornly at the rubbish bin.

“I’ll get you some jerky for breakfast,” I say. “Now promise me you won’t eat anything else from a rubbish bin.”

Dotti nods eagerly.

“Good,” I say, and head to the guild’s stores to grab some jerky. I grab a bag and pay its worth into the guild’s locked cash box. We use the honor system: this is isn’t a thieves’ guild!

I get back and find Dotti tearing messily into the same chicken leg I just threw away.

Apparently, there's nothing in the contract stopping her from lying. And there's technically no law in Minga against eating garbage.

I sigh.
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No. 985771 ID: b1b4f3

>>985770
Keeping promises is part of civilized culture as well, Dotti.
Which is why she gets only SOME of the jerky from the bag, which you will then lock away somewhere she can't get so she can't gorge herself on it.
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No. 985772 ID: e51896

We need a punishment system in place to help Dotti behave herself.

How about tell her the next time she misbehaves again like breaking a promise she made, you'll have to use one of your favors in the contract to have her do a chore she might not really like, such as using your favors to clean your room,or carry any heavy luggage you acquire all by herself for example.
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No. 985775 ID: b1b4f3

We could just use the favor to get her to stop eating trash, directly.
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No. 985780 ID: 10c07d

>>985771
This
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No. 986121 ID: 8483cf
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986121

I cannot expect Dotti to abide by the unwritten rules of society. Even if I can use the contract to force her to abide by the law, she is free to misbehave in all sorts of other ways.

I will need to rely on other methods of leadership.

I could coax her into good behavior with rewards. I can likely fascinate a fox spirit with even the most basic of human luxuries.

Or I can rely on the stick. Dotti is bound to perform three favors for me each day. I can remind her- gently at first, harshly if necessary- that being part of society means performing unpleasant, but essential, tasks.

...But perhaps the most effective way of convincing her to behave may be to speak her native language and rely on less civilized punishments.
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No. 986122 ID: 0fae41

Are you saying you want to spank the fox? We won't stop you.
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No. 986123 ID: b5fb67

>>986121

How do you propose we speak fox??

I think we should try the "catch more flies with honey than vinegar" approach.
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No. 986124 ID: b1b4f3

>>986121
You're trying to make her civilized. Punishing her in an uncivilized way is hypocritical.
But option B is good, remind her that you have a stick and aren't afraid to use it. That should keep her more in line... but IMO you should *also* use a carrot. Punish her now, then tell her if she's good for the rest of the day you'll give her a treat. That should prevent her from attempting to avoid punishment by provoking you into using all three of your favors.
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No. 986128 ID: 094652

Hug her. Don't stop until she behaves.
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No. 986134 ID: 777990

Considering the stick or carrot is important for this, but they are part of the same process. Using the stick or offering a reward work far better when you make situational use of BOTH.
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No. 986150 ID: 8483cf
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986150

If I’m going to have any hope of keeping Dotti in line while I’m not directly supervising her, I need to her to behave properly of her own volition. Doing whatever she wants, whenever she wants may lead to short-term satisfaction, but Dotti will need to learn that the rewards are greater if she delays her gratification.

That means I’ll need to reward her the end of her tasks and give swift, immediate punishments to take away her rewards for deceitful or impulsive behavior. If she knows that lying and rule-breaking will lead to unhappiness, she may decide that honesty is the best policy.

Or she might get better at hiding her bad behavior. One of the two.

I watch as Dotti devours the last of the garbage chicken leg. She seems content. It’s probably a thousand times tastier than anything she’s had in the wild… but we’re in the city, not the forest. She might be a magical fox spirit, but I’m the one with all the power.

I take a deep breath. I’ve got this. I can do this. I’m in charge, and if I do what I know is right, everything will be okay.

“Dotti?” I ask sweetly. “Did you enjoy your chicken leg? The one from the bin you promised not to eat out of?”

Dotti licks her paws and ignores me.

“Promises are very important, Dotti. Promises are a big part of living with humans, elves, and any other civilized society. When you break a promise, people get mad. They won’t trust you again.”

Dotti cocks her head and looks at me quizzically, as if she’s confused I would even trust her in the first place.

“You have to earn that trust back. And it’s hard. Very hard.”

Dotti is still confused.

Suddenly, I understand.

“You might not need trust to survive outside society, but it has rewards here. Big rewards. Big, tasty rewards.” I reach for the bag of jerky and pull out a few pieces.

Dotti licks her chops.

“If people trust you,” I say, “They let you into rooms full of food, where there’s nothing but tasty treats from floor to ceiling. And there’s nobody watching you when you’re inside.”

Dotti’s eyes get as big as saucers.

“But if they don’t trust you… they lock everything up and take away the treats.” I put the jerky back in the bag and tie it closed. “Dotti, I don’t trust you. So you’re not getting these tasty, delicious treats, and I’m telling everyone to keep you away from the room they came from.”

Dotti droops, crestfallen. She lets out a soft whimper at the unthinkable cruelty.

“Not only that, as my first favor for today, I demand that you provide Raelynn exemplary room service for breakfast. This consists of cleaning up of the mess you’ve made of yourself, then fetching Raelynn whatever food she wants, not touching or eating anything while doing so, and scraping the remaining food waste into this rubbish bin when Raelynn is done. Then, and only then, will you eat your own proper breakfast, which I will provide.”

Dotti looks at the rubbish bin.

“You promised not to eat from the bin. If you keep your promises for the rest of the day, I promise in return to give you tasty treats from the secret special room. But if you don’t…” I shrug. “Maybe you should rethink whether you really want to be around humans at all.”

Dotti looks around at the slowly filling mess hall. She looks a little overwhelmed, and confused, and upset.
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No. 986152 ID: b1b4f3

>>986150
>“If people trust you,” I say, “They let you into rooms full of food, where there’s nothing but tasty treats from floor to ceiling. And there’s nobody watching you when you’re inside.”
Oh dear. That's gonna backfire...

Anyway, Dotti can't communicate so you'd better tell Raelynn about the favor so she can tell Dotti what she wants.
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No. 986164 ID: 8483cf
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986164

Dotti stares at me as I pull a spill-free quill and scrap of paper from my pouch (essential for emergency communications when in the field) and write a brief message to Raelynn on it explaining that Dotti is to serve her breakfast as a test of her ability to follow societal rules.

I give the note to Dotti and smile. “I know it’s a lot to take in, but things are a lot safer here than in the wild. Just be honest, and do your best to help out. If you do that, then I’ll be there to help if you get in trouble. Okay?”

Dotti nods. She gets up, and I’m reminded that she’s barefoot. I look at the stairwell, where there’s a pair of unlaced pink boots.

“Are those your boots over there?” I ask. “Do you know how to tie them up?”

Dotti shakes her head. She tugs on her bow nervously.

“That’s okay. I’ll show you how today, and then we can spend some time practicing later.”

Dotti slips her boots on and I tie them up for her. She gives a happy tip-tap of her boots and smiles, then heads upstairs.

I sigh. Hopefully Dotti learns the value of honesty and basic manners.

Now I have a choice. I can either check in on my fairy, or start brewing potions and elixirs. The best ones take longer, so if I want to make the trickiest ones in my book, I’ll have to start now. But if I do that, my fairy might cause untold chaos. Somehow.
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No. 986165 ID: b1b4f3

>>986164
The fairy's been relatively well behaved so far, if a bit bad at giving advice. Show her some trust and make some good potions.
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No. 986167 ID: e51896

Find your worthless good for nothing industrious challenged fairy. She is most likely telling the truth and using her magic until she is all magic'd out, but who knows HOW she is practicing her magic
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No. 986168 ID: 0fae41

Potions. I think the fairy is partied out and needs to recover her mana before starting additional fires.
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No. 986200 ID: 4a04f9

>>986164
The fairy may be irresponsible, but she isn't an idiot (or in Dotti's case, obscenely ignorant). She understands the situation and, while she may be struggling with her own demons, deep down she does seem to care.

Go make potions. See if you can learn more about mutagens so you can actually reap the rewards they offer.
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No. 986206 ID: 8483cf
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986206

I tell this morning's volunteer chef at the mess hall to serve Dotti her breakfast once she's done serving Raelynn, then head to the alchemist's lab.

Because I’ve decided to start early, I have access to my full repertoire.

Right now, I have the following:

ACTIVE MUTAGEN: Jotund’s Might (Basic): Makes me bigger, faster, stronger, and grants resistance to cold.

Consumables:
- Ice Bomb x2
- Fire Bomb x1
- Minor Healing Potion x1
- Smoke Bomb
- Elixir of Strength
- Failed Potion of Invisibility. I should throw it out.

Bombs: Explosive projectiles stored securely until use. Cause friendly fire and collateral damage.

Oils: Temporary buffs applied to weapons, armor or other items used in combat. Harmful when used on living tissue, but can be applied extremely carefully to things like fangs or claws.

Mutagens: Concoctions that alter my body. The effects can only be undone through an unpleasant, day-long cleansing process. I will never use these again. Never ever.

Potions, Elixirs, and Greater
Potions, Elixirs, Philtres, and Infusions are all magical liquids containing spells meant to be imbibed. The differences are in how the spell is stored within the liquid. Rule of thumb is that potions are easiest to prepare, followed by elixirs, then philtres, with infusions being the most difficult to prepare and store.

Since potions, elixirs, etc. are a broad category, their effects are many and varied.

Spell Distillations and Concentrates
One of the highest arts of alchemists specializing in potions and elixirs. Distillations are the essence of a spell, contained within a storage medium, usually a flask or vial, ready to be cast upon release. Concentrates are the same thing, but concentrated even further to produce an even more powerful effect.

A skilled alchemist can duplicate almost any spell, from arcane to divine, but will need to learn the inner workings of the spell first, usually via research from a well-stocked library or direct tutelage from a wizard or cleric.


Bombs:
- Flashbang: Blinds and disorients all in radius. Do NOT let my fairy know I can make these.
- Elemental Bomb: Fire, Ice, Wind, Earth/Shrapnel. For when things just have to go boom.
- Smoke Bomb: Great for cover and concealment. Ninjas are so cool!
- Sticky Bomb: Literally a sticky bomb.
- Sticky Bomb: Bomb that makes things sticky in a 10-foot radius.
- Gravity Bomb: I haven’t been able to make it work yet.
- Solvent Bomb: Dissolves armor of target. Requires direct hit to work.

Oils:
- Coating of Flame: Coats weapon in white-hot flame. Effectiveness decreases over time.
- Oil of Sharpness: Magical sharpy sharp
- Oil of Hardness: Magical hardy hard
- Holy Oil: burn zambie burnnnnn
- Oil of Magical Rebound: someday I might be able to make this one work. Grrr

Potions, Elixirs, Etc.:
- Healing: Never leave home without some. Absolutely essential.
- Swift Stride: discretion is the better part of valor!
- Invisibility: I haven’t managed to successfully make one of these yet.
- Strength: rar I so stronk
- Mage Armor: Invisible force field to deflect attacks. Great for mobility, but the force field doesn’t extend beyond my skin.
- Dragon’s Breath: omg so cool
- Resist [specific] Element: boring but effective.
- Etherealness: Exceptionally difficult to brew. Makes physical attacks go right through me for a bit. Haven’t managed to successfully make it yet.
- Water Breathing: remember to pack for vacay to swim with fishies
- See Invisibility: because boys always try to sneak into the baths
- Darkvision: imma kitty kat mew mew mew

Distillations and Concentrates:: All are difficult to make for me right now.
- Magic Missile: my first distillation <3<3<3<3 Grants me the ability to shoot arcane projectiles at will for 60 seconds.
- Control [specific] Element: Grants manipulation of fire, water, earth or air for three hours.
- Telekinesis: Limited telekinesis for one hour.
- Hold Person: I’m not sure how long it will last, but I can guide the spell to ensnare one target.
- Counterspell: Exceptionally difficult to make, but exceptionally useful.


I can make two potions, two eilxirs(stronger potions), three bombs, one oil, and one distillation. What should I brew?
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No. 986207 ID: 0fae41

Mutagens may not stack well, but if you can brew a better version of your current one, don't settle for subpar alchemy.
You should keep trying those experimental brews every day. For now, let's try:
-Gravity bomb, flashbang, and a solvent bomb.
-Oil of Hardness
-Control Earth
-strength elixir, healing elixir
-Ethereal potion, dragon's breath potion
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No. 986208 ID: e51896

Potions:
- practice again with getting invisibility to work, study your failed invisibility potion to learn from your mistakes before throwing it out. Compare it with the Clearwater Cherry soap for any kinds of similarities or diferences.
- Etherealness

elixer:
- healing
- Darkvision (for spelunking)

bomb:
- practice making a gravity bomb
- Solvent Bomb
- wind bomb

oil
Coating of Flame

Distillations
Control wind
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No. 986238 ID: 094652

Potions
-Strength
-Mage Armor
Elixirs
-Healing
-Healing
Bombs
-Shrapnel
-Sticky (A)
-Solvent
Distillation
-Telekinesis
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No. 986248 ID: b5fb67

>>986206
Hey, there's only enough room on this board for ONE blonde with telekinesis!

-Solvent Bomb, Flashbang, and Fire Bomb
-Coating of Flame
-2 Healing potions
-Counterspell distillation (great for shutting down pesky wizards)
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No. 986253 ID: b1b4f3

>>986206
>I can make two potions, two eilxirs(stronger potions), three bombs, one oil, and one distillation. What should I brew?
Potions:
1 healing
1 strength
elixirs:
1 healing
1 mage armor
bombs:
1 smoke
1 ice
1 sticky bomb (the one that does damage)
NOTE TO SELF: rename the 10-foot sticky bomb to "glue bomb".
oil:
fire oil
distillation:
magic missile.
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No. 986259 ID: 22d627

Bombs: Sticky, Solvent, Gravity. You have a few spare bombs so try out some utility ones and see if you can get the gravity formula down.
Oils: Holy Oil. Most of your other options aren't great against the undead so this is a nice to have.
Potions: Healing, Mage Armour. Better to have it and not need it for healing, and prevention is better than the cure.
Elixirs: Dragon's Breath, Swift Stride. Both very handy in a pinch!
Distillations: Magic Missile. Pew pew lasers are great.


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