PSA - Feed Station Invigorating Ampules and Gender Bending Capsules (me in pic btw)

So, I was taking my Personal Oasis Wagon to the vermillion peaks for a weekend of skyfishing and cloud walking, but before I could embark on my overdue holiday, I allowed the banter and breeze to guide me to a feed station for beverages and gnomeish fluff-balls. Should this occur for any of you, do NOT seek the feed station invigorating ampules or the Gender Bending Capsules! By the weave, I wish I could narrow it down for you all, but unfortunately I always pop a few gender bending capsules on long drives; I find the increased vascularity makes the ride pass much smoother. Anyhow, I picked up some Invigorating Ampules, more out of habit than anything, planning to share them with companions, but nevertheless I partook, more for nostalgia than anything.

This is all preamble for you to understand, there is something afoot! Not ten steps from the feedstation door did I make it before a DEVILISH ROGUE set upon me with a dagger; a dagger!?!? I take more offense that the fool thought that would work! And indeed he would have been a fool, if not for the anti-magic zone that enxtended from me the moment the Invigorating fluid passed my gullet! Luckily, I am not some legacy mage, powers inherited from academies and bloodlines! My focus school is the school of hard-knocks and this Rogue was about to learn a lesson! I dodged the death attack, weaved out of the follow-up sneak attack, and when the buster thought he could smoke pellet away, I bit the pellet out of his hand, and blew the smoke into his eyes. My first attack on him was a perfect stunning strike, and I let loose with the rest of my flurry of blows. He fell as any commoner would, and I took everything in his bag of holding, not because it was good, but because it mattered to him.

If you are him, and you are reading this, you can find your bag with all it's contents at the base of a plum tree east of the feed station. I've taken nothing, except the framed portrait of your family. If you want it back, I'll be teleporting it into a book within the library of the nearby 'midnight king', some weirdo in a dungeon. Anyway, clear the dungeon, help the townsfolk, get the last remaining vestigate of sentimentality you held onto back so that your soul doesn't harden and contort to the point you no longer recognize yourself and there's no longer any meaning to the suffering you seek, or don't, I don't really care, just never jump me again.

Anyway, nevermind the rogue, the gas station boner pills, I mean, uh, Feed Station Gender Bending Capsules seem to have a dangerous interaction with the invigorating ampules, and young mages should be wary of the implications of the antimagic field. Made the first half of the trip so bad I'm going to mind-blank myself after sending this. Good luck, young mages.