See-See
(With apologies to Ken Hite)
It is the Elixir of America. It is, in fact, the drink that defines and
represents
It's also exquisitely frustrating, because nobody
knows exactly what.
Creating See-See is surprisingly easy: it merely
requires a sample of the original recipe, a batch of the current soft drink -
only the single-serving glass bottle versions, for reasons still unknown - and
a successful Alchemy roll at -1 for every case of 24 to be transformed. No Essence, no Disturbance, and the sample
can be reused; alchemists stroke their beards wisely and murmur about
metaphorical enzymes, which at least is an
answer. Alternatively, anyone with the Transubstantiation Attunement can do
the same, again without Essence expenditure and without the need for an
original sample. Either way, the result
is See-See, which has three qualities:
1). It tastes incredibly good.
2). It and the bottles become relics/0. This means that it can be transported to all
three planes normally and without fuss.
The Infernal See-See distribution network rivals that of corporeal
cocaine cartels for sheer ruthlessness and fatality rates.
3). It gives the impression of being capable of
being the key or the agent or the harbinger of something more.
It is quality 3) that drives alchemists mad -
sometimes literally. Even the most
cursory investigation of See-See will reveal its enigmatic nature to those with
the Sorcery Attunement or the Alchemy Skill.
The bottles give off a thrum of power to the touch, the depths of
See-See seem to reveal mandalas and patterns not quite understood, the bubbles seem to
whisper almost-comprehended truths to the adept's ear, and as for the taste...
the first drink of See-See will produce Enlightenment in any Sorcerer or alchemist. It is, alas, an Enlightenment that is both
temporary, and without context.
Naturally, those affected by See-See in this way are
strongly tempted to solve the riddle that it represents, particularly since it
seems very likely that this drink somehow has an occult link to
Meanwhile, up in the Library cafeteria (no drinks in
the stacks, please) the Archangel of Destiny pops the cap off a bottle of
See-See himself. In its depths he
contemplates gang wars in Hell and obsessive tail-chasing on Earth, both of
which completely miss the true purpose of the elixir - which is not to amuse Yves. Oh, yes, it has all the power that its worshippers
believe and more. And it is so obvious a
power, too - if you can let yourself think like an angel, or a blessed soul.
And then Yves has a smile.