Unveiling the Mystical Origins of The Brews
Prepare to delve into a world brimming with captivating lore, as the secrets of BAPT LABS BREWS are unveiled. Within this enchanting collection, each potion holds a tale as ancient as time itself, ready to captivate your senses and ignite your imagination.
Let us begin...
Legend says that, in the deepest passages of the Forests of BAPT, there is a well as old as the ancestral runes and from which emanates water with the property of healing and restoring life of the oldest Wolves or those wounded in bloody fights. Water as healing and refreshing as it is crystalline. The few who have ventured in search of it claim that, at full moon, a beautiful mermaid emerges from its waters and whispers in the ears of those who dare to reach that place: Oh water, fountain of life, nectar of the Gods!
To then rest her lips on those who returned, rejuvenated and unrecognizable to the cities that saw them leave. Each season, the ancestral Sorcerer of the Forests of BAPT receives a large bucket of these waters as a reward for giving way to the well only to the most righteous and needy men of the reign.
- CLASS: Natural potion of water filtered by the enchantment of a mermaid.
- PROPERTIES: Healing and rejuvenating.
- RUNES: ᛏᚺᛖ ᚹᚨᛏᛖᚱ ᛟᚠ ᛚᛁᚠᛖ
With the tale of The Water of Life reaching its conclusion, let us now forge ahead to embrace the next captivating story...
When the sun sets, the wolves come out to hunt and the shadows spread in the Forests of BAPT, the fireflies are confused with the magical glow of the fairies when they take flight. These little beings pollinate with their magical dust the flowers that open their petals at night, and from them sprout drops of nectar that the ancestral Sorcerer patiently collects every night. These potions of fairy nectar have the capacity to enhance the libido of anyone who dares to drink them, as well as the ability to fall in love with whomever you want.
The wisest and oldest of the place claim to have seen on full moon nights the most corpulent alpha males licking these flowers during the mating season. They also say that the most intrepid seek these flowers without much success in the first days of spring, but most of the adventurous ones disappear in the black thicket of the forest, forever.
- CLASS: Magic potion of night flower nectar pollinated by a fairy.
- PROPERTIES: Invigorating and spell of infatuation.
- RUNES: ᚠᚨᛁᚱy ᚾᛖcᛏᚨᚱ
As the tale of fairy nectar concludes, let us venture forth to discover the next captivating story...
The legendary, millennia-old wolves of the Forest of BAPT fight bloody battles every year throughout the kingdom. They carefully collect every spilled drop to deliver as an offering at the end of each contest to the ancient sorcerer of the Forest who, meticulously, heals each one of their battle wounds. A sacred and ancestral blood that has the capacity to invoke a great magical Wolf of Moonlight to the rescue, aid or support in battle of anyone who drinks it, as well as enhancing strength in combat.
It is said that the true and millenary origin of the Sorcerer is, in reality, that of an orphaned child of the court who drank this potion accidentally and was accompanied by the magical Wolf of Moonlight to the confines of the forest to be raised by the wolves in the most secret disciplines of rune magic and the archaic knowledge of the Forest of BAPT, long ago.
- CLASS: War wolf plasma potion that invokes holy runes.
- PROPERTIES: Alpha male strength and moonlight wolf escort and support in combat.
- RUNES: ᚹᛟᛚᚠ'ᛊ ᛒᛚᛟᛟᛞ
Concluding the saga of Wolf's Blood, we now venture forth to embrace the next enthralling tale...
The much defamed witches are, in fact, the last remaining hold of ancestral knowledge and possessors of the runes. Persecuted for thousands of years under the pretext of witchcraft, these women are the ancient and beautiful priestesses of classical cultures, practicing rituals and a long-forgotten medicine that they make available to the Sorcerer of the Forest of BAPT. Witch Bile is created from the liquid produced and secreted by the liver and stored in the gall bladder of the Wolves of BAPT. This, mixed with the most secret herbs, produces as a result a potion that invokes, in the attack of the one who drinks it, a fetid yellow smokescreen capable of making whole armies flee, but that never affects the one who produces it. A stinking smoke that permeates the skin of all those it touches and produces a pestilence that not even the most luxurious soaps of the Kingdom of BAPT can ever remove.
Although its appearance or the smell of its smoke is repulsive, its taste is absolutely delicious and reminiscent of the sweets that these priestesses prepared in ancient times thanks to the juice of the tastiest fruits.
- CLASS: Natural potion of wolf bile fluid and secret herbs from the BAPT Forests.
- PROPERTIES: Indirect and massive support in combat through fetid gases.
- RUNES: ᚹᛁᛏcᚺ'ᛊ ᛒᛁᛚᛖ
With the conclusion of the captivating Witch's Bile tale, let us now venture forward to discover the next intriguing story...
At the end of each autumn, the orcs of the Forest of BAPT shed their skins and, along with the remains of those who have fallen in battle, make an offering in the secret house of the Sorcerer. The properties of the Orc Remains are known for millennia since, wisely combined with the runes that undo the evil of their flesh and bones, they create as a result an Orc Remains potion with unusual properties. Those who drink this potion will be able to see their skin dyed green for several days and turning it into one as hard as that of the orcs, thus creating an excellent shield and protection in combat.
It is said that this is the reason why the Wolves gnaw the bones of the orcs, and that this is the secret of their great resistance to the attacks of the hunters of the Forest of BAPT. A potion that is well worth it's not very appetizing taste in exchange for some truly magical properties, even if it scares away children and hobbits.
- CLASS: Cooking potion of Orc Remains in combination with runes to undo their evil.
- PROPERTIES: Hardening and dyeing of skin as a shield in combat.
- RUNES: ᛟᚱc ᚱᛖᛗᚨᛁᚾᛊ
Thus, the curtains fall on the captivating chronicles of mystery and imagination, of illumination and obscurity, of genesis and culmination.
The sacred wisdom of these potions has now been entrusted to you, oh valiant Baptian. Are you ready to embrace the challenges that lie ahead and shape the destiny that awaits?