Sylvester Archipelago

-- Of course. From my vineyard.

The second guard smiled.

-- A servant bought it at the market. Unfortunately, I don't remember exactly where this variety came from: I keep tea from different parts of the world in my house.

Meanwhile, the dog sat next to Bruttia and rested its head on his leg.
At that moment, a bearded, gray-haired man in a dark green robe entered the room.
- Oh, - exclaimed the guard sitting at the table. - You're just what we need. Or rather, your knowledge.
- What's the matter?
- Look, is this what I'm thinking of? - the guard asked, handing the alchemist a package of tea.
- This is... - the alchemist inhaled the scent of the tea again. - ...dark leaf, strong.
- Yes, I was right. Criminals make one of the strongest narcotic potions from this "tea." Its production and use are prohibited throughout R'lyeh. Of course, you may not have known about it...