The Last Brews of Nib's Hollow

The workshop sits half-buried under a drift of silt and collapsed rafters, a single brazier still cold in the center and rows of glass jars coated in a fine, pale dust. This was once the herbarium and apothecary of a deep gnome herbalist who moved their research into fungi and twilight botanicals. The place is deserted, but not picked clean: careful hands and keen noses will find preserved specimens, half-finished tinctures, and a few items meant more for study than sale. Most objects are small and specialized rather than outright treasure, but several are useful to adventurers and crafters alike—and there is the promise of one intact potion hidden behind a false panel.