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A long time ago.. in the Mystical Mountains of Strawberry, there lived and old widow named Felicity. Here she spent her life brewing strange soups and mixing them with secret herbs grown in her botanical garden. One day, after the precise amount of winter root, ginger, salt, and a few whisks of her magical wooden ladle, she came upon a bubbling meat broth that would soon soothe the cosmos and provide nutrition to the souls of all.

But, Felicity, unaware of her discovery, gave the wretched miser, Caribou, a sample of her mystical broth. As the broth reached the old mans lips, he foresaw the evil potential of the mixture. The miser then swindled a pot of the formula, and laced her wine with such heavy hallucinogenics, that she remains in a state of delerium to this day.

He then set off on his journey to the Velveteen Castle to conduct mass production of the potion with his cronies. He realized that its effects had two natures. This mixture could bring peace and longevity to the land, or turn it's inhabitants against one another, resulting in war and chaos.

Fortunately, before Caribou could carry out his menacing agenda, Clovis, the Mage of Balance and Serenity raided the Velveteen Castle to stop the old miser. But, before he knew it, Caribou had tied kettles of his magical broth to several black crows, and released them into the stormy skies over the Atlantic.

The broth still exists today, not as a substance, but as a force. A force altering the mind. A force causing us to do evil, but also to do good. It is a potion that defines us and our very being. Some can contain it's mysterious powers, and others cant. It is a drug that only we can control. This is Caribou Broth.


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