"That's why I'm here," Silas pleaded. "Where does a man even go for that?"
"First," Elias pointed to a sketch of a glowing screen, "you brave the . There are great marketplaces—the ones named after jungles—where bottles of 'Bovine Bile' arrive at your door in two days. It’s for the man who trusts a van more than a neighbor." where to buy ox bile
Elias stepped behind a velvet curtain and emerged with a heavy, hand-drawn map. "You have three paths, my friend. "That's why I'm here," Silas pleaded
Elias lowered his voice. "The . If you want it raw, for the old-world tinctures, you go to Miller’s Creek. Ask for the 'bitter stones.' But be warned—it’s not for the faint of heart or the weak of nose." "That's why I'm here