You Get
A lantern, a flask of lamp oil, a quarter staff.
Why Did You Stop Practicing?
- Lack of Talent: The most advanced concoction you could come up with was salt water.
- Heresy: Local clergy found your theories and practices to be blasphemous. They confiscated your works and now you owe a minor indulgence to the church.
- Exiled: You accidentally brewed a love potion instead of the request routine salve. The subject was an heir to a local position of nobility, and their parent would rather see you dead than their offspring end up with you.
- Hunted: Somehow you created a homunculus, a small 6-inch replica of yourself. This creature hates you with every fiber of its being.
- Betrayed: You’re pretty sure your mentor was slowly killing you with arsenic. Every once in a while you’ll find yourself in a vomiting fit.
- Accident: The last concoction you brewed resulted in a massive explosion, scarring you horribly, and burning down a significant portion of home village, many of whom will never forgive you.
What Were You Able To Make Away With?
- Alchemist’s Fire: a clay bottle filled with sticky green fluid that catches fire when exposed to air. Counts a bottle of burning oil without needing to lit.
- Bomb: Head-sized iron ball filled with explosive powder with an attached wick. Deals d12 damage to everyone nearby it, and can cause noteworthy damage to structures it is placed nearby.
- Vial of Acid: Can disintegrate 1 cubic inch of any kind of metal. If used as a splash weapon, the target must pass a save or suffer -1 to Charisma if applied to the face, -1 Dexterity if applied to a limb, or -1 Constitution if applied to the torso.
- Tincture Of Truth-Talking: Only a few drops remain, enough for one dose. This tasteless clear liquid will compel whoever ingests it to answer questions truthfully for d6 * 10 minutes.
- Magnesium Shavings: A pouch containing d6 uses that will easily ignite and burn intensely.
- Basic Alchemist’s Kit: A wooden chest filled with four corked glass vials and stand, a small bronze weight scale, pestle & mortar, stirring rods, a bottle of solvent, and a pouch of salt.
Inspired by Electric Bastionland, Knave, and Ten Foot Polemic.
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