Dusk found at least two-dozen magickally endowed folks slipping down alleys, moving with arcane stealth as some blended with the city’s workers going home for the evening. Before the group had left the park Cory made use of one of the items he’d taken from Mistress Driscoll’s trashed workroom. He made a tea of the powdered herbs, muttered an incantation, and made some signs over the pot. Then he had everyone drink a sip of it.
“This is a rare mixture of plant essences,” he explained, “and one that has special and little-known powers. It’s used in healing, which I am sure is what Driz’s mother did with it, but taken in the proper manner, it both conceals and strengthens innate magickal powers. Though the effects are temporary, it will add another layer of protection to shield us from any o
