A well-lit potion lab somewhere in the Lionheart duchy.
Various arrays had a range of cauldrons from big to small placed right at their array eyes. There were test tubes, scrolls, and various ingredients scattered across many tables and platforms placed at multiple corners of the lab.
Sounds of potions bubbling. Smells of various kinds could make the inhaler wonder whether what they were inhaling was aromatic or not.
Suddenly, a caldron exploded. The concoction it held within itself was going to spill everywhere. Just then, the array beneath the cauldron lit up and created an energy shield around the cauldron, preventing the potion from spreading everywhere.
The same thing happened with the second cauldron. Then the third. Then the fourth.
This was a regular day in this potion lab. It was run by a halfling after all. A halfling potioneer who was trying to combine an elf's way of making potions and human recipes.
So far, the results weren't promising.
