"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!
A good camping-place with something extra: a gallows with a hangman, reduced mostly to bones and a few rags. It marrily hovers in the wind. Any manipulation will make it fall apart. An excellent camping place, except for the midnight hours, when ghosts of those executed haunt here. Some wail for their crimes, some re-live their execution over and over, some want to have a talk, and still some others want to scare the Living for fun.