While walking through the wonderful nature
over some large medows a little traveller wonders about a strange
human who is obviously looking for something. Suddenly the stranger
smiles and picks up some flowers. The traveller thinks:
'Ah he is surely searching flowers for a nice lady. But ... what is
he doing now ? He puts the flowers in a bag ? hmmm strange ...'
He gets curious, goes to the human and asks
him politely what he is doing here. The human looks up and smirks.
"Well," he says "I am looking for some herbs I need ... ."
Now the traveller looks really confused ... herbs ?
"I am a alchemist and I need herbs to make some potions."
The confusion of the traveller changes to interest.
"If you are really interested in this art ... go to Razza there are our
the alchemist says, waves and leaves.
'Well, ok then up to Razza ' our traveller thinks and walks on.
After some time he reaches the citygates dividing the Grasslands and Razza.
Aldarin - the helpful guardian there - shows him the way to the guildrooms.
After arriving there he looks quite curious around - in the guildintern
herbshop, the laberatory and the restroom with its big board.
While reading the notes at the board a fairy arrives, obviously a member of
the guild. She smiles at the stranger, who seems to be interested in her
beloved art and then she begins to explain:
"We are alchemists, that means we use the power of different herbs to mix them
to potions, the formulas are a secret of our guild. To learn to use them and to
find experimental new ones, we have some theoretical knowledge.
Leogrande - our oldest and wisest member - is surely willing to teach them to
you too, if you will join us. This knowledge includes some helpful information
about herbalism and the basic of alchemy."
Suddenly the voice of a male human shouts:
" Dont give our secrets away .. Iwarn you... "
and the fairy becomes quite; she only whispers:
"I am sorry but,if you want to know more you will have to join us ... Leogrande seems to get
angry .. excuse me please ... "and she leave to where the voice was coming
That's all our little traveller told me ...
perhaps it's to add : He is now looking in meadows for some flowers ....
Vanja, Guildmaster of the Atlantis Magicians
(Atlanta, 12.16. 245 AF)