Emeric stopped and looked at Nessessa as she asked her question. It took him a moment to consider her response, “No. I could brew a potion or elixir to inspire lust and other positive emotion, but as for Love, true love, that can’t be distilled. That’s something that develops as the Gods intended. It’s far too powerful an effect to put into a vial. It’d take a couple days but I could probably brew up something to give you to aide in scratching that particular itch.”<br/><br/>He perused the volumes and found that there was little here that he hadn’t read. Either specifically or the source volumes from which the compendium was written from. It was an extensive volume of core reading…. If one was an apprentice Alchemist. All of this was theory and simple mundane formulae. There were no tomes of 'arcane' formulae. He did find a first edition copy of Artokus Kirran's Applicable Alchemical Theory which he didn't even bother to be subtle about stuffing into his handy haversack. The book itself was not so rare an item as to be enormously expensive, but hard enough to find that one had to wheel and deal for it. The owner was dead, so it wasn't like he needed it.<br/><br/>Once they got to the basement and discovered the orb, he sighed as Nessessa jumped in feet first, in the proverbial sense, without considering the consequences. “I say the next time we get to a fair sized town, that we buy a leash and collar for that girl. One of these days, she's going to get us all killed.”<br/><br/>At the mention of Apple Brandy, Emeric reached into his pack and pulled out a flask. “It's not the finest batch, but I felt it's smooth enough for your tastes. Mind you, I'm an Alchemist, not a Brewer.”<br/><br/>Pulling out his Formulae book, he examined it for a moment, flipping through the pages before setting the book down on the steps out of the way of the others and pulled out a couple vials and some ingredients. “Just in case the landing is a bit rough.”<br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Craft (Alchemy)</div><div class="spoiler_body">He brewed himself. So it's damned good, if a bit crude by his measurement.<br/><br/>At 2015-05-30 18:18:28, Pockets (uid: 11170) rolls: 1d20a25 Result: 32 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=76344) <br/></div></div>