Vials of the Fallen Alchemist

A portable alchemist's laboratory. The name of the owner is engraved on a copper plate: "Smaragda Ferdu". The contents of the vials has long evaporated, but some labels are still legible – and rather long. "Antidote to aconite root – though they finally seem to have run out of it." "Antidote to black lotus extract – yesterday they tried to put some in my bowl. Where could they have got it from?!" "Antidote to barbadzu mucus concentrate. Praise Desna that barbadzu do not live here. – But Liafella has become so enraged that I wouldn't be surprised if she turns into one of them herself. A concentrated one." "Add 3 drops to water from ANY water source. If someone else brought the water, then 9 drops – and still don't drink it!" "Protection from spells. I don't know what Tioko actually meant to cast on me... (A cure from insanity? Yeah, right! I'm the only sane one left in this party!) In any case, she won't be getting another chance." "Smelling salts for Manush. He's so pale, as if he's about to faint! I wonder what has frightened him so much." "Potion of numbness. If Rubgen doesn't shut up about his treasures, I'll dump this in his flask." "Arsenic. I'll drink it when I've finally had enough of these fools, and all their ridiculous attempts to poison me."