In a realm where magic and warfare intertwine, Henry Weedmonger stood as a testament to resilience and compassion. Once a fledgling apprentice Botanymancer, he had risen through the ranks to become a formidable Journeyman Cannamancer, wielding the power to command clouds of cannabis smoke and extracts with his carved magic staff. Centuries had passed since…
In the dimly lit back room of the coffee shop, the air hung heavy with tension as Mr. Jones pushed the folder marked “Order 93 – Top Secret” toward Dr. Cornelius. With a furrowed brow, Dr. Cornelius hesitated for a moment before reaching out to open it, unsure of what he would find inside. As…
The night air was crisp as Dr. Cornelius trudged through the snow towards the coffee shop. With a quick input of the code, he stepped inside, greeted by the warmth and the inviting aroma of freshly brewed coffee. “Hello?” he called out, scanning the dimly lit room. “We’re in here, Doctor,” came the reply from…
