@eternallyserpentinebutterfly liked this for a smol starter
He'd strolled past her store more than a few times a day, but herbal remedies, flowers, and potions had never truly been on his list of 'must-haves' any day of the week. Mostly, as the Grandmaster of the Knights of Favonius, a lot of his needs were catered for by his knights and other serving staff up in headquarters. For the most part, Varka never had to truly lift a finger when it came to the mundane, everyday activities of living life to its fullest.
But today... was not one of those days.
The night previous having been spent getting a little too deep in his cups at the Angel's Share, deep enough it would seem that he would have little to no memory of making his way to his bed. Better than a rooftop or under the bridge crossing Cider Lake... that one had happened at least twice before...
Today, the little potion store had caught his interest.
"Pardon me, miss? I don't suppose you have anything that would work against a severe case of the katzenjammers, hm? Asking for a friend~" An obvious lie if the dark circles beneath each eye were anything to go by, having nursed what had to be the 'Hangover from Hell' for the best part of the morning, at this point he was willing to try anything if only to be able to bear the constant nagging from his second in command.