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My success with barkskin has led me down an avenue of experimentation that could cloak my aching body in scales of hard, shining platinum. Writing is harder with my left hand. The right one - the one the gnome kissed - is seized in a claw of agony. Generally my pain is abominable, but for the first time in a while I hate it! I do!! Hope!!!
My success with barkskin has led me down an avenue of experimentation that could cloak my aching body in scales of hard, shining platinum. Writing is harder with my left hand. The right one - the one the gnome kissed - is seized in a claw of agony. Generally my pain is abominable, but for the first time in a while I have it! I do!! Hope!!!





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Barkskin Recipe contains a recipe for creating Elixir of Barkskin.

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Imbibing a chunky, wood-grain tasting broth of Barkskin will make the drinker's flesh as hard as oak.

Properties

  • Books
  • Rarity: Common
  •  Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
  • Price: 14 gp
  • UID BOOK_Alchemy_Barkskin
    UUID 4ac870b9-b40d-416e-8774-0c9f15a416f2


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Frivolity gave me a glimmer of hope today. I took precious time away from research into the platinum scale to help a gnome. Her guinea pig was trapped in bramble and briar, and the gnome wanted something to toughen her skin. I helped her, and the gnome kissed my raw, scaleless hand and left in good cheer.


RECIPE for 1 Elixir of Barkskin


Extracts needed:

--- Salts of Gnarled Tree Bark

--- Suspension of either Mud Mephit Wing or Laculite


Method:

Combine and shake. That should do it.


When in doubt with alchemy

Help a desperate guinea pig

Pluck him from the thorny sprig

Then serve him up his tea


My success with barkskin has led me down an avenue of experimentation that could cloak my aching body in scales of hard, shining platinum. Writing is harder with my left hand. The right one - the one the gnome kissed - is seized in a claw of agony. Generally my pain is abominable, but for the first time in a while I have it! I do!! Hope!!!


[A small note was added to this edition of the text. It simply reads: 'I saved my guinea pig!']