The vial's cool glass yields to your grip, uncorking with a faint pop as viscous crimson liquid swirls inside, flecked with golden motes that catch the light like embers in blood. Tilting it to your lips, the potion floods your mouth—tart and metallic, warming instantly down your throat like liquid sunlight seeping into veins.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Potion | Regeneration Potion (1d4 + 1) |
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).