Paladin of Fire
The scent of fluxior herbs being melted by acid wafted through the air. The bubbling of chemicals in glass containers over a bright orange flame sent puffs of white gas from the container’s tip. There was a large set up of tubes on a desk, with substances of all sorts, being mixed methodologically and with the utmost care, just to produce one single potion.
The potion possessed a dark purple colour as well as bowel-aggravating scent. The one in charge of the experiment took up the vial and looked at it closely, her dark eyes scanning for any errors. Putting her hand to the tip, she shook the vial vigorously for a few more seconds, then brought it back to observe. There was no visible change and the woman shrugged. She put down the vial in a tube rack, where other vials of similar colour were found.
They all possessed varying shades of the colour, purple.