"That one, you might want to be careful with that. It doesn't like people..."
"A potion? "
Rustcaller Toxin is not a tool of assassination, but instead a weapon of random terror.
A brace of sleep-related poisons.
..The inn was filled with the sounds of leather creaking and seams bursting, as muscles swelled and grew dramatically. Then came shouts of fury and rage as the mob began charging outside, into what would be a very bloody night.
Destroyer of Dynasties, Killer of Kings, Bane of Broods, Curse of the Ruling Elite!
When night falls, we find peace in the knowledge that daytime will return soon, and vice versa. But what if the world was split: daytime and night are two different, coexistent worlds, each with it's own laws and rules. At dawn and sunset, our soul switches to inhabit our other being, our 'twin'.