Vials (Alchemist) (Chaotic Nuetral)

What to expect: self-serving adventure for profit. Transformations, modifications, and generally whoring it out

An unconventional situation required an unconventional solution, and you're just the woman for that. On a small platform, you found a rather motley collection of vials and bottles, full of different chemicals and liquids. An untrained mind wouldn't know one from the other, or know what to do with any of them. Thankfully your mind is quite trained. Alchemy isn't just your profession, but your life's calling. Carefully mixing three of the vials together, it began to react in a violent way, as you intended. Carefully poured along the base of one of the pipes, it displayed its acidic properties, quickly corroding through and eating through the metal. As it's structural integrity failed, the bar fell gracelessly into the sand, it's loud clang being muffled slightly, hopefully preventing anyone outside from hearing. More importantly than that, it allowed enough room for you to slide between the remaining bars and make your way out, remembering the first time something like this happened.

You forsook the life of the Underdark and it's constant backstabbing and paranoia, for a life above ground with the Children of the Six Sisters. By understanding the natural world around you, you've been able to harness it and control it. By being a potion maker, a concoction creator, and even the occasional violent anarchist, having made a few bombs, you've been able to make yourself rather well off. That is, before you got rung out of town. On the move again, you've found a new place to set up shop. A craftsman is only as good as their reputation, and you'll have to start that all over again. You have a few ideas as to how you might do that; not all of them considered above reproach...