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ArtistThe apothecary helps with different herbal aroma, that keep the battle worn from slipping off into fits of rage. Vanilla beans sacred a journey untold, reminds them of cake with champions bold. We have what is near not far and perilous sage and golden seal, healing and smudge. Maybe more normal, yet please refrain from shrug going your shoulders. What they remember we will never know, yet we carry these petals for incense as well. Clasp one in your hand to infuse it with grief. Then burn it in a minute, makes troubles seem brief. Walk to the cellar where fermented fruit stores, down there you'll see the warriors more. Are you seeking a potion, or a glimpse of legends of tales that haven't been told since? Mhyrr on the scars drenched with lavender oils, time past 12 moons and no signs of battle. I see you appear to be in fine state young page, are you here to fetch something for your sensei? Rice wine called sake in the rice woven weave, made of stalks and some very strong leaves. Grains roasted in commoners tea, after all that might be what we need.
The apothecary helps with different herbal aroma, that keep the battle worn from slipping off into fits of rage. Vanilla beans sacred a journey untold, reminds them of cake with champions bold. We have what is near not far and perilous sage and golden seal, healing and smudge. Maybe more normal, yet please refrain from shrug ging your shoulders.
What they remember we will never know, yet we carry these petals for incense as well. Clasp one in your hand to infuse it with grief. Then burn it in a minute, makes troubles seem brief. (Don't do this on your own!)
Walk to the cellar where fermented fruit stores, down there you'll see the warriors more. Are you seeking a potion, or a glimpse of legends of tales that haven't been told since? Mhyrr on the scars drenched with lavender oils, time past 12 moons and no signs of battle.
I see you appear to be in fine state young page, are you here to fetch something for your sensei? Rice wine called sake in the rice woven weave, made of stalks and some very strong leaves. Grains roasted in commoners tea, after all that might be what we need.
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A close-up shot presents three dark, metallic jars on a dark surface, their lids slightly askew. A plume of white smoke rises from the central jar, coiling gracefully into the air. Behind the jars, a cluster of dark, dried sticks stands tall, flanked by a scattering of vibrant green leaves. The overall scene exudes a mysterious and earthy ambiance, captured with a shallow depth of field that softens the background.
