<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b9/4d2d1e8c4eac65fc29dedecec733004c.jpg)<br/>Quarion Silverbough</div>Quarion laughed at Erin's suggestion. "True, true! But it probably wouldn't have quite that much power. I can't be sure, but I don't think it would turn the years back before roughly middle age. It wouldn't have any effect at all on you or me. I agree - let's keep it in reserve for somebody who needs it."<br/><br/>He unslung his backpack and rummaged around in it, eventually coming up with a glass bottle, his waterskin and a wineskin. He poured some wine from the wineskin into the bottle, swirling it around and murmuring an incantation to render it immaculate. "Here you go," he said, passing the bottle to Erin with a smile of admiration for the wise ranger.<br/><br/>Quarion then stood up and raised the wineskin. "And I drink to your health, great maester!" he said in Elvish, addressing the woods around him. "I hope one day to ascend to a fraction of the skill and power you have imbued in these vintages, and would gladly learn at your feet if you would see fit to take a student!" He raised the skin to his lips and took a long draught, then poured the rest onto the ground as a mark of respect to their unseen benefactor. Along with the waterskin, that made three containers for the three magical draughts.