Counterfeit Certificate

Hallelujah! You're my bloody hero, mate. Here's your reward.

Remember the Counterfeit Painkillers, mate. My head is counting on you!

Hey, how's the painkiller brewing going?

Don't stress too much, mate. Just follow the recipe, and you'll be fine.

I'm still alive, so you're not too late with those painkillers!

Mate, you're the real MVP! Let's get those painkillers brewing pronto!

Tell everyone you're an expert now - just don't tell them I taught you. Peace!

Well, that's a fail. But don't worry about me, I'll... sort something out.

No worries, mate. I'll just... uh... improvise, I guess...

Well, back to plan B... once I figure out what that is...

I'll give you the recipe, you do all the crafting. Then we can pretend you're one of my successful newcomer-students. What do you say, mate?

And because yesterday's party with the locals was a bit too joyful. This hangover is killing me.

I've got a plan, though. You'll create something simple, like painkillers. Mostly 'cause that's the only recipe I give out for free.

See, I'm supposed to be this alchemy master teaching outlanders the ropes. In reality, I can barely tell a mana potion from a beer.