Tales of the Northern March
Mead of Poetry
When drunk, this potion gives a one time only permanent +1 in Charisma and the skill ‘Performance’. Writing poetry becomes almost second nature to the beneficiary of this drink, as well.
After the Æsir-Vanir War, the gods sealed the truce they had just concluded by spitting in a vat. To keep a symbol of this truce, they created from their spittle a man named Kvasir. He was so wise that there were no questions he could not answer. One day,the Goblins Fjalar and Galar killed him and poured his blood into two vats and a pot. They mixed his blood with honey, thus creating a mead which made anybody who drank it a poet. As there was but one Kvasir, there is very limited quantities of this mead, and once drunk, there is no more that his spirit can teach you.