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Animal-Themed Potions (With Speedpaint)

Four (4) designs of potions based on animals, accompanied with short poems styled as witch chants.

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Viper's Venom -> Lion's Elixir -> Corvid Concoction -> Badger's Brew

Viper's Venom -> Lion's Elixir -> Corvid Concoction -> Badger's Brew

All alone I make my brew/ Scars I have heal over new./ Those who hurt shall no more,/ My badger's spirit is forevermore./ His spirit is strong in solitude,/ No more I shall be victim of feud.

All alone I make my brew/ Scars I have heal over new./ Those who hurt shall no more,/ My badger's spirit is forevermore./ His spirit is strong in solitude,/ No more I shall be victim of feud.

A witch's brew requires much more/ Than eye of newt and a frog's core./ For a potion that brings thee knowledge high,/ Thou must add a feather from sky./ For the mind of raven is something unlike/ The rest of creatures, in swim or on hike.

A witch's brew requires much more/ Than eye of newt and a frog's core./ For a potion that brings thee knowledge high,/ Thou must add a feather from sky./ For the mind of raven is something unlike/ The rest of creatures, in swim or on hike.

Crown me a royal, crown me a god,/ Bow at my feet, give me applause./ I'm a king, I'm a boss, I'm who you adore,/ This elixir gives me power so hear me roar./ My subjects below me I stand up high,/ I stand up tall with all my pride.

Crown me a royal, crown me a god,/ Bow at my feet, give me applause./ I'm a king, I'm a boss, I'm who you adore,/ This elixir gives me power so hear me roar./ My subjects below me I stand up high,/ I stand up tall with all my pride.

With eye of viper and cobra's fang,/ I bringeth this potion upon the land./ I summon thee, my friends of death,/ To roam the land with thou rotten breath./ The moon is high, it's thriller night,/ Go to town and giveth folks fright.

With eye of viper and cobra's fang,/ I bringeth this potion upon the land./ I summon thee, my friends of death,/ To roam the land with thou rotten breath./ The moon is high, it's thriller night,/ Go to town and giveth folks fright.