Potions, Elixirs and Rememdies Galore[Open/Social]

Haley was an artisan. She drew, she wrote, she even could dance and sing. While it was originally to learn how to act like others, to pretend to be someone so she could steal from her target. It was a crafted experience. However right now, since her apprenticeship, she had been a potion maker. She would craft powerful brews, to making simple remedies. Carefully she would ensure every measurement was done and laid out. So often, whenever she was practicing, the guild would find themselves many rooms down, mostly because of an explosive warning.

However this time, there was no warning label. Haley was brewing, but the cauldron was just bubbling and boiling with a broth of green. A sign was put up, that said 'Contribute an Ingredient'. What was this brew? Haley would explain to any guild member who wished to see the final result of that the potion would develop itself based on what is added, and that's how she learns to make new recipes for the guild potion stock.

Wearing her green-and-gold outfit and wearing her Argent Gloves, Leona was walking through the guild hall on her way to the library. The library was still organizing its contents and the Guild Mistress herself was on the way to lend a hand with the process. She needed to start doing a bit of work for the guild and now was the time to start making good on what she had intended to do for the past few weeks. There were no outside crises that needed her immediate attention and there were no new members to recruit, so this was a good time to focus on helping the guild.

Leona found herself strolling by Haley's room, which had a sign hung on the wooden door. The message was simple and composed of only three words.

"Contribute an ingredient."

Leona's curiosity was piqued. What was Haley brewing now? She had no idea, but she was about to find out. The Guild Mistress knocked on the door three times and listened for permission to enter the room.

Haley was reading a book, but a corner of her eye occasionally checked the broth and door for some life and to ensure the brew does not spill or boil out of the cauldron. It was a fascinating book really, one on a man in how he finds himself aimlessly wondering a world made of cubical blocks, expanding his story in terms of diary entries. The concept was very interesting and the author had managed to pull off a compelling story despite the format. It was as if the words were meant to immerse you into the world and let imagination do half the work. Probably a book a certain member of the guild would despise. Casually she rocks in her chair, occasionally bringing mug of water to her mouth.

The knock came to her surprise, throwing her out of the book as she called out to the knocker. A fairy opens the door for Leona, and Haley stands up and bows at the guild mistress. "Afternoon Leona," Haley greeted, but her eyes were quick as a flash and her wits as sharp as a wolf's teeth. "You must be here to perhaps figure out what the heck I am doing with such a cryptic message outside my door?"

"Yes, Haley. Yes I am." Leona said to Haley once the knock on the door was answered. The senior guild member had read the blonde's mind perfectly. Leona was curious as to what was going on in the room and why a sign had been posted on Haley's door. Leona stole a glance at the cauldron and deduced that some potion-making or some other activity of a magical nature was going on. Potion-brewing was an avenue of research that the Guild Mistress had never really gotten into because it was a complex art that required a lot of time, effort, and study to get anything out of, let alone brew anything extraordinary.

"So... what are you up to? Making potions?" Leona asked Haley in a casual tone of voice. Leona was not worried too much about Haley because the senior guild member could handle herself. However, part of the blonde wondered if the brunette had accounted for all possibilities when she posted the sign requesting passers-by to contribute an ingredient.