Pobble: The Alchemist : Story Starter

She had resided at Raven Cliff for hundreds of years, perfecting her art, honouring her skills

Her conscious frothed and bubbled in front of her; she let out a hearty laugh. "Not long now" she muttered under her breath. Her creation was almost complete

It had taken her 6 long years to brew up one potion.If inhaled, it could grant either eternal life to the worthy or eternal misery to the unworthy. But how was she going to get people to inhale it? Well maybe she shouldn't have been the prime minister of England (don't worry, this is the year 2087 of coarse)

Since all she had to do was put some mysterious planes in the air with mysterious gas coming out of them, and she'd be fine, as she believed she was the worthiest of them all

When the day finally arrived though, she was nowhere to be found...….