“There’s a shady alleyway, hidden in the backstreets, beyond rowdy bars and other questionable establishments. In this alley, there’s a little door. If you know how to knock just right, someone might open it, and let you into a warehouse full of odd contraptions, vials, satchels and bottles.
And, provided your pockets are deep enough, you might even walk out of there with a sortiment of odd items, surely useful in your next foray into the wild.
Where is it you ask? Buggered if I know!” Continue reading “Kestrel’s Tools & Tinctures”