Brew A Potion

You pad down to the 'basement' of your three story condo on the 27th floor of Norwich Tower (South West), and turn to the array of chemistry equipment there.

Among other things you could make with the stuff in your fully stocked laboratory, it would be simplicity itself to cook some Meth or Crack, but such trivialities are beneath you, and more to the point neither will be illegal and thus valuable in a few months time. With pressure from superheroes and their sympathizers the federal government has finally admitted that the 'War on ****', like 'prohibition' which preceded it, and the War in Iraq, was one they never should have fought in the first place. On new years day 2016 the scheduling system of medicines will be redefined: all schedule 2 and below **** will move one numeral closer to one, while all current schedule 1 **** will remain where they are with a tiny number of exceptions that become 'Schedule Zero' (Which stands for 'Zero Tolerance'), mostly ones that proved poisonous or carcinogenic, and both will be tightly regulated (or taxed) at the federal level, but 'schedule 1' **** will be available from specialized 'fortified' pharmacies with a valid scrip that shows certain classes of doctor as the prescribing physician. There has been a great deal of debate at all levels as to weather Crack Cocaine should be schedule 1 or schedule 0, but so far the feds have refrained from 're-offending against the common good' by even partially continuing the 'war on ****', and it remains schedule 1. Thus, come the new year, it will be basically worthless unless it's from a known pharmaceutical company and in a prescription bottle, so the **** cartels are already struggling to unload the supplies they have RIGHT NOW, this is no time for a small player to try to hook them up with MORE, let alone muscle in on their operations, and as mentioned before, such things are generally beneath you.

No what you will be brewing up tonight, with notes you copied from your master, is a potion: a specific potion, one that will help you with the meeting you will be going to at 6:00AM, and it is not going to be easy.

You fire up the beakers and alembics as you ready yourself to channel a great deal of power. You picked this condo to take over because it rests above and beneath two large nodes, one of earth energy and one of air energy, which you can tap into freely, sharing them with no other mages since they were not there only a few years ago when the city didn't exist yet. Getting the gay couple who had lived here before you out of the way had been easy, you cooked some meth for a group of tongs and they ambushed the pair on their way home from the theater, carving three crude crosses into their chests. The cops, not wanting to go to the work of figuring out who murdered two banal and politically unconnected homosexual flower shop owners, wrote it off as a hate crime and let it get buried in with the other cold cases. The building's manager of course was more than willing to help their estate sell the condo to you for a good price, a price you paid with more of the proceeds from the meth sale, while you invested the rest with the help of some concealment spells and a crooked lawyer you bound to obedience by helping him escape a **** rap though a little deal with a demon. The concoctions are starting to brew, all the ingredients in place, and now you must concentrate, calling on the raw elemental forces of the cosmos to do their work and produce an item of stored magic and power.