The Emberflask Alchemy House

Hidden within the twisting alleys of the Quarter of Ashen Thrones, nestled between crumbling archways and unassuming homes, stands the Emberflask Alchemy House. From the outside, it seems little more than another weatherworn structure, its stone walls stained by desert winds, its wooden doors worn smooth by countless hands. But for those who know where to look, the Emberflask is a place of unrivaled alchemical mastery—and whispered danger.

A Sanctum of Alchemy and Risk

The house is said to have stood for centuries, its origins lost to time. Within its depths, shelves sag under the weight of exotic ingredients—vials of shimmering liquids, dried roots from lands long forgotten, and powders that burn with unnatural hues. The air is thick with the acrid bite of chemicals, the sweetness of distilled herbs, and the ever-present hum of something… alive.

The master of the house, Telhazar, is as much a mystery as his craft. Some say he was once a scholar of the Obsidian Circle, cast out for delving into forbidden formulas. Others whisper that he does not age, his life prolonged by some elixir that none but he understands. Regardless of the truth, those who seek his wares do so with caution, for his potions heal as easily as they harm, and his prices are never measured in mere coin.

Elixirs and Experimentation

The Emberflask is a place of unbridled alchemical discovery, but also of reckless ambition. The air itself is a volatile brew of magic and science, and accidents are common. Failed experiments have been known to slither from their flasks, crawling through the darkened corridors in search of escape. Some whisper that deep beneath the house, in chambers long forgotten, failed creations still linger, too dangerous to be destroyed, yet too fascinating to discard.

Those who visit do so with purpose—assassins seeking poisons undetectable by the naked eye, mercenaries bartering for strength beyond mortal limits, and scholars desperate to restore what time has taken. But all who leave do so with the same knowledge: nothing from the Emberflask comes without cost.

"Master Telhazar does not ask what you seek, only what you are willing to lose in exchange. And if you do not know the answer, you have already lost."
— Dorian Frostquill

Type
Apothecary


Cover image: by Mike Clement and OpenAi

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