Believe me, I'm tempted to do exactly that to either yourself or myself right now, but we can't have everything we want in life.
[ Getting hit over the head with her spear, that is. But the deadpan remark aside, she reaches into her back pouch and pulls out a list with instructions tidily written on it. There are calculated measurements of each ingredient that include some familiar— and unfamiliar plants and drug solutions, most of which are clearly marked as sedatives and stimulants, each in very specific doses. They're followed up with the addition of spells to lock the effects into place, and she lets him have a look. ]
I was working on it while you rested. Had samples ready to work from. It's called The Draught of Silent Thoughts. Also known in certain circles as Sleeping Death.
[ She knows it sounds ominous, but... ]
It's not as frightening as it sounds. It's a very potent form of anesthetic, of sorts... but it's very rarely used. Mostly because of how it brings the body down to a state where you could easily be declared dead. It doesn't actually do that, though... it just slows the heart enough to make it impossible to detect a pulse. It also has— [ She points out the ingredient— ] — inhibitors. They help re-focus the mind, but at this dosage, they allow your thoughts to relax to the point that you won't register having a dream cycle.
[ Her ears flick up. ]
... the only problem I had was dosage, so I looked into every bit of stock I'd stored away. I've enough to take someone of your stature into at least three hours of sleep, but your nightmares began at the fifth hour. It's not long enough to have you stay in that state, so I've been brewing some more... but like I said. If Lilith can help, we might not even need it. If she can't, though...
[ She meets his gaze firmly. ]
Call it a good hunch, but something like what she described would not want to stay latched onto a mind that couldn't dream.
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[ Getting hit over the head with her spear, that is. But the deadpan remark aside, she reaches into her back pouch and pulls out a list with instructions tidily written on it. There are calculated measurements of each ingredient that include some familiar— and unfamiliar plants and drug solutions, most of which are clearly marked as sedatives and stimulants, each in very specific doses. They're followed up with the addition of spells to lock the effects into place, and she lets him have a look. ]
I was working on it while you rested. Had samples ready to work from. It's called The Draught of Silent Thoughts. Also known in certain circles as Sleeping Death.
[ She knows it sounds ominous, but... ]
It's not as frightening as it sounds. It's a very potent form of anesthetic, of sorts... but it's very rarely used. Mostly because of how it brings the body down to a state where you could easily be declared dead. It doesn't actually do that, though... it just slows the heart enough to make it impossible to detect a pulse. It also has— [ She points out the ingredient— ] — inhibitors. They help re-focus the mind, but at this dosage, they allow your thoughts to relax to the point that you won't register having a dream cycle.
[ Her ears flick up. ]
... the only problem I had was dosage, so I looked into every bit of stock I'd stored away. I've enough to take someone of your stature into at least three hours of sleep, but your nightmares began at the fifth hour. It's not long enough to have you stay in that state, so I've been brewing some more... but like I said. If Lilith can help, we might not even need it. If she can't, though...
[ She meets his gaze firmly. ]
Call it a good hunch, but something like what she described would not want to stay latched onto a mind that couldn't dream.