Herein Recorded, the Apothecary of

Teak

A tree faery, apprentice to a wandering alchemist, who doth brew potions of sleep, of courage, fortune and, upon occasion, of consequence unknown.

Smiling Teak sitting in a chair holding some paper

Chapter I · Her Tale

Of Curious Craft

Well met, traveler! I am Teak, apprenticed to a master alchemist of no small renown. Though she is rarely found, for she prefers to journey quite alone. In her absence, the workshop and its cauldron fall to me.

I am, at heart, a scientist. I mix, I measure, I bottle what results. Should you accept a vial from my hand, know this: it may do precisely as promised, or it may not. Frogs have, on occasion, been involved.

Chapter II · Her Wares

The Potion Ledger

A vial of Dreamcatcher's Draught

Dreamcatcher's Draught

For the littles who fear what waits in the dark. Chases nightmares off till dawn.

A vial of Lionheart Draught

Lionheart Draught

Bottled valor, for quests great and small.

A vial of Fortune's Favor

Fortune's Favor

A shimmer of luck, sealed by wax and wish.

A vial of Mischief Brew

Mischief Brew

Effects unpredictable by design. Frogs not guaranteed, and not ruled out.

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Effects may include vivid dreaming, fits of laughter, or a brief tenure as a frog. No refunds; only wonder.

Chapter IV · Her Wanderings

This Season's Faires

Chapter V · Correspondence

Send Word

Wish for a potion of your own commission? Send a letter by raven, or, should you lack one, by electronic mail.

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