Superior Potion of Healing Recipe: Difference between revisions

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| quote = This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.

| book text = So much for gentler days. Hard to write with trembling through limbs and fingers. Pain incredible. Astonishingly acute. Seen by a physician, they declared me past my sell-by-date, and laughed. I've never met a doctor who laughed at their patient, and in the public forum of his hospital tent, the sound took on the quality of a wartime sawbones whose sanity has been s napped by horrors recently glimpsed. My condition - in which the scales of my dragonborn body naturally regrow only to slough painfully off before reaching their carapace-hardening stage - is immensely rare and apparently immensely funny. My recent friendship-crafting had numbed me, but the pain is  back oh yes. I must try the following decoction with my alchemy, or else risk going nights with no sleep, and more paranoid fevers in the fugue of agony.