unburned and alive

Ray

A panther in the night,
A fire burning bright

Ray's brow furrowed at that last one before she gave a small sigh. "You really like to request difficult things. There are numerous plants that can work as sleeping potions, delirium inducers, and paralyzers. But nearly all are lethal." She gave a small, cynical chuckle. "Coming up with something for the sleeping and delirium is one thing, but this? You can't just come up with a paralyzer that only paralyzes limbs. If a poison paralyzes you, it paralyzes you. And I mean it paralyzes everything, including your diaphragm, heart, etc." She explained, thoughts racing.

Ray pulled out her books again and flipped to a page, and pointing to a diagram of deceptively simple looking plant. "This is hemlock. It's the best thing for paralyzing but it's highly lethal. To get it to do what you want, we need to seriously dilute it down. And I mean to an absurd level." She started writing down instructions, and dosages for the individuals that Deimos noted previously. Ray continued her explanations as she wrote.

"We're going to grind the mature plants down, excluding the seeds, into a paste. And then we're going to dilute it with the amount of water per dosage that I've written. That is the best that I can do. But you need to keep an eye on your victim, ok? If they look like they can't breathe or something else severe presents itself, you need to give them this." She handed him a small vial of shimmering liquid that was clear but had the words 'Lethal Poison Antidote'. "It's my own brew and it should save their life. And bring the victim to me after as well. Actually.." Ray paused and pulled out a handful of identical vials, thrusting them at the Sword. "Take these too. They should work on any of the mixes we've made. Just please be careful with this last one especially."

the only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existance becomes an act of rebellion
-Albert Camus