We’re easy enough to find: we’re on the edge of town, located between the alehouse and the plague pit – can’t miss it.

Acrid, pungent resinous fumes belching through a glass alembic, a poof of incense, a splash of Aqua Mirabilis, a cask of honey ale, a sachet of plague-warding herbs, and concrete.

Art by Drew Rausch!