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Alchemist Izible of the Hall (#1784)

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The Lore of Alchemist Izible of the Hall

The Story of Izible, the Alchemist of the Hall.

On the evening of NocheSer, a highly celebrated event by the Royalty of Saskatoot, the kings and queens were yet again drunk with wine and spirits. As a custom in the kingdom of Golgothia, the peasants were the servants to the royalty. The cooks, the maids, and the waiters were all peasant people of Golgothia. Treated as poorly as they were, they had no other option to turn to. The cooks, considered the highest-ranking members of the peasant class, were in charge of all the concoctions being made for the royalty.

After hundreds of years of being ruled by the same families, the peasant class had grown despondent. They were tired of the merciless rule and were ready to fight. That evening, they had told all the peasants of the land to gather their best fighting gear. At midnight, once the kings and queens had fattened themselves with the finest lamb and wine, the waiters were to let the castle door drawbridge down. Little did they know that the royalty had concocted their own plan.

That night, the request from the royalty was a new type of drink. They decided to combine all the liquids of the land into the caldron. After adding some pinches of kuute, fuerte, and adventie, the caldron started to smoke! Out and out and out it came pooling on the ground. The roofs started to shake, the iron pots and pans fell from the cabinets. Peasants and kings alike started to shout and cry to their gods. From the caldron emerged a frog man, with 4 legs and a buffle of hair. Stepping out into the floor of the kitchen, the Frogman signaled to the chefs to be silent. He took a beaker from the kitchen, and filled it with the liquid from which he emerged. Frogman tip toed to the Hall, in which the Kings and Queens were frozen with fear. Glaring down the royalty, Frogman emitted a shriek, and with one fowl swoop Frogman threw the beaker on to the ground. And what happened next birthed the legend of the Alchemist Izibe of the Hall.

1400 years later the legend of the Alchemist Izible is still spoken about. No one story recounts the full truth of that fateful night. Yet one fact still remains, Izible has never been seen again. And until the next concoction is made, in the dark he will remain.

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