Pinefar Infirmary

Pinefar Infirmary is the herbs shop in Pinefar. It is run by a shopkeeper named Celk, who sells various herbal concoctions.

[Pinefar, Infirmary]

The room is aromatic, scented with bunches of herbs that hang from the beamed ceiling like garland. An oak counter is cluttered with glass canisters filled with all sorts of powders and leaves, and a bed sits against the far wall, the two pieces being the room's only furnishings. A window sporting a white linen drape offers a view of the moonlit, snowy landscape. You also see a wooden sign and Celk the herbalist.

Inventory

Welcome to the Pinefar Infirmary!
Celk the herbalist offers his catalog to browse.
Celk exclaims, "Greetings stranger, have a look around!"
  Catalog
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  1. some acantha leaf tea   12. a valerian root tea
  2. some sweetfern tea      13. a pennyroyal tea
  3. some red lichen tea     14. a wyrmwood root tea
  4. some feverfew tea       15. a manroot potion
  5. some ginkgo nut tea     16. a valerian root potion
  6. some sassafras tea      17. a pennyroyal potion
  7. a sweetfern potion      18. a wyrmwood root potion
  8. a red lichen potion     19. a daggit root potion
  9. a feverfew potion       20. an angelica root potion
  10. a ginkgo nut potion    21. an earwort potion
  11. a manroot tea

Additional Info

Shopkeep Owner

Celk - You see a fairly typical the herbalist. It appears to be in good shape. It has nothing at this time.

Messaging

• "Celk whips out a mirror from beneath the counter and studies his appearance for a few moments. He smoothes the line of his eyebrows, examines his teeth, then tucks the mirror away and goes back to mixing powders in a large mortar."
• "Celk carefully mixes a couple of powders together, then adds them to a beaker of a viscous black liquid. Seeing you watching him, he stops, puts his hands on his hips and sarcastically informs you, "Tickets for the afternoon show are completely sold out, more's the pity! You'll just HAVE to come back another time. Or NOT!""
• "Celk gasps as a rotund little dwarf waddles in carrying a tray full of beakers and vials. "No no NO!" exclaims the elf, "Never never never carry them like that! You could drop that whole tray and make such a racket people would hear it in Icemule Trace." Celk grabs the tray and carefully sets it down on his workbench. The bantam dwarf shuffles out, a crestfallen look on his face."
• "Celk mutters and begins rearranging a number of large glass containers, grumbling about the sloppiness of dwarves as he carefully lines them up in symmetrical rows on the shelves"