The Ripe City

After doing more business with the Lord of Nothing, I travelled to the city of filth.  Vehl, ripe for the Destroyer's gift.  They already live for nothing.  Empty, starving, greedy, vain, the whelp in the streets, covered in their own filth.  Some would smile in pleasure as they were cleansed by fire. 

I travel to the tower of arcana, and begin my research.  Much of it is beyond me.  Symbols in a language I do not understand.  I do come across a book of mixtures and take it.  I will have to learn from someone who knows the magic I am looking for.  Instead I leave Vehl and go looking for plants for the mixtures in this book.