It was a rough day in the cellar. Part of the consequences of creating the cure for vampirism is that I have a constant flow of Blood Moon Wine to make and ship out to the various Silver Shields chapters in their fight against the vampires. The real problem is that there are things that don’t mix well with the stuff. I mean my various brews are fairly combustible in general because of the theology in the first place but some things are more concentrated than others and Blood Moon Wine has a greater concentration of theology than most and its has an unstable nature because it combines alchemy and actual wizardry to affect the cure. This week has been a week of several close calls.
I am in the midst of the entire process too, because it requires my particular ‘affinity’ for the magic. That’s why I have told people use it sparingly because not only does only so much come out each week, if something happens to me then what you have of the stuff will be what you have. Trust me this concerns me so much I have been trying to find an apprentice so I can pass my knowledge on. The word has gone out about this through the Silver Shields network. No bite yet and to be honest I didn’t expect one. Usually an apprentice seeks you out and bugs the hell out of you till you give in and agree to teach them. No other alchemist I know deals in theology and alchemy. That’s a pretty specific skill set in the magical world and so I wasn’t expecting applicants to be lining up outside the cellar door.
The very real thing is the process cannot be rushed and people are trying to rush me. If I go too quickly, disaster is possible. If I do too much and get to tired, disaster is possible. So far the brain boys in the Silver Shields have not been able to recreate what I do. There basic assessment is that I am uniquely gifted and thus the only one who can make Blood Moon Wine. The thing is I know the emotions involved are specific too. Love for people who have been hurt by vampires, pain caused by vampires to both yourself and to the people who you love and hatred for vampirism. These three combine in a unique emotional moment and the spell is cast and bam!- grape juice becomes Blood Moon Wine.
Yeah this stuff is pretty unstable because of all this and this is especially apparent when it is in the presence of other brews. The Book of Revelation brews are pretty unstable and someone accidentally placed a bottle of it against a bottle of Blood Moon Wine and the two glowed brightly and with a lot off heat and smoke. If I hadn’t quickly grabbed one of the bottles with tongs and threw it across the room, I am fairly sure the explosion would have taken out half the cellar.
Don’t mix this stuff with something else either. After the close call explosion, I grabbed a bunch of different brews and headed to the warehouse to do some testing. Yeah, an ounce of Blood Moon Wine with just about anything starts to create a noxious gas that is poisonous to everyone. Makes most people really sick for a whole 24 hours but it is deadly to vampires. It makes their blood literally boil and fries them from the inside – lungs first. The cure becomes a weapon. Needless to say the warning label on Blood Moon Wine is getting longer and longer.
Through this crisis and adjustment, my two wives have been troopers of high order. Connie is particularly committed to the project for obvious reasons. She is considered civilian by the Sliver Shields but I am recommending that she join the team once she gets some more experience and other people also think it is a great idea. Tequila has suffered a lot from the vampires and so she is just as committed to their being less of them. They both keep the pub running so I can concentrate on this and then at night when we go home, they recharge me spirit, soul, and body so that I get up the next morning and do it all over again. I couldn’t do this without the both of them and that is an irony that I am still adjusting to in my head.
Welcome to All Things Rabyd, your friendly neighborhood ‘clothing optional’ theology pub. I, the Rabyd Theologian and your bartender, thank you for stopping by. Please drink your theology responsibly or have a designated driver to get you home. Please tip your waitress and they might give you a kiss on the cheek. Just remember life is short so enjoy it.