This is no colored water used by a quack to fleece the foolish,but is an authentic herbal potion,common among the traditional cures and remedies of the tribal shamans that live among the nomads of the Great Dessert,that scorn and shun men unable to satisfy and impregnate their many consorts.
Until very recently,it was a closely guarded secret among this little community of healers and would have continued to be so,if it hadn’t been for the greed of some healers that sold their secret to a group of caravan merchants for a very handsome sum. Now it is a very much sought after cure among wealthy male city-dwellers desparate to silence nagging relatives and friends who are convinced they cannot father children or please their wives. A small jar of this from a respectable apothercery can sell for as much as 50 peices of silver And with good reason. Those who have drunk the Soup, become prime studs,fathering numerous children.(Sometimes more than they can afford.)
The power of the potent draught lies in it’s prime ingrediant,the sexual organs of a male dessert gerbil. Legendary among the nomads for it’s abilty to spawn at an incredible rate,the gerbil is much in demand among the brewers of the soup,who like the orginal nomad healers,know that the male gerbils reproductive prowess rubs off on those that drink the Soup.
Whoever drinks moderate to large amounts of the Soup regulalry,will discover that during certain months,they feel compelled to erm,breed with the first female they set eyes upon. This urge is so powerful,that many of them,for the sake of propriety,are very careful to avoid all women apart from their wives during the affected months. The couplings are always successful,resulting in the wife giving birth to twins that are usually healthy.