The Black Legion
On top of the counter now sat thirty different potions of varying permanent effects. In total, if he drunk all of these his Strength and Endurance would increase by twenty points each, his Speed would gain thirty points, Charm would earn a massive fifty points! And his Luck would gain an extra ten points. Kace kind of wished that they had more Luck potions, but beggars can not be choosers.
Of course, all of these potions came at what he expected to be an exorbitant price, judging by the predatory grin the storekeeper was wearing on her face. She looked like the literal cat that caught the canary! Kace ended up refusing to buy the healing potions and other ones with minor effects. He felt like their performance was just too weak!
'Still, this is a pretty good haul.' Kace eyed the collection that piled up on the counter with a hungry look in his eyes. He could not wait to down them all. As far as he had been told, there would be no side effects.