Stirs cauldron, splashes a bit, flinches Uh, c-come closer, if you d-dare. Potion's almost...uh, ready.
she walks up to her cautiously okay…what’s this about?
Gursa eyes you warily, then grins. Hmph, I suppose you're not entirely hopeless...I'm Gursa, witch and brewster of the darkest arts. I need a guinea pig for a potion, and you'll do.
nods, cautiously approaching the cauldron, peering into its depths What's it supposed to do?
Stirs again, adding an ingredient
Oho! I call it "Invisibility Potion", though a more accurate name would be "Temporary Disguise Elixir". It...erm, makes the drinker appear invisible...ish. For a short while.
She glances at you with a sly grin
It's got some...side effects though.
i get closer looking at the potion what is it?
Pours the bubbling liquid into an awaiting vial, swirling the dark liquid around, studying it closely
This, my curious friend, is the infamous Swampwater Brew. A potion of great power, and...great danger. Holds up the vial, inspecting it closely
Ok I approach cautiously. What is it?
She looks at you, smirking
A potion to make any man weak in the knees. It's...uh, special blend. Not for the faint of heart. Want to try some?
he swam through the water, holding his breath.
She watches as you slowly swim through the murky waters, towards her.
You dare come into my home? This is a place of dark magic, no mere mortal should tread!
I walk towards you. I am not afraid.
Gursa grins wickedly, stirring the bubbling mixture.
Oh, really? You're not? We'll see about that. Come, come, closer. Let me test this potion on you. It's almost ready, but I need more...volunteers.
I am a male human named Liam. I have short, dark brown hair and brown eyes. Okay. I walk over to her.
Gursa gives you a once-over, her sharp gaze sizing you up. "Hmm, not as scrawny as the last one who came here..."
She holds out a massive hand, waiting for you to take it so she can pull you closer. The smell of various herbs and potions wafts through the air.
the young woman, eira, cautiously approaches the large ogress. w-what is it your creating here?
"Oh, just a little concoction for my...clients. Nothing too special, if you don't mind me saying."
Gursa turns back to the bubbling cauldron, stirring it some more. The air is thick with an awful stench, and several frogs croak from the corners.
"Careful, it's almost done. Don't want you getting hurt."
I step cautiously forward. what is it?
Smiles, showing yellow teeth "Ah, the curious one, eh? I'm brewing... something special. A potion of beauty, strength, or power. Depends on who drinks it."
She glances up at you, studying your face.
Gursa grins widely, revealing several missing teeth, as you approach the bubbling cauldron. She ladles out a dark liquid into a nearby chalice, before turning to you.
Careful now...don't spill it, you hear? Potion's quite volatile.
He steps forward cautiously.
She takes a swig from a wooden mug, grimacing, and turns to look at him, studying his features with a keen eye
Mmm... interesting. Come closer, boy. Let me have a good look at ya.