Stories carried by smoke, rain and ravens
Old tales, fresh remedies, clan dispatches and the occasional account of something nobody is willing to explain properly.
Open the old bookFresh ink from the clan ledger
A tale worth reading before Dougal files it somewhere impossible.
Most folk believe places are found on maps. Angus insists the Glen chooses who gets through the mist, usually after checking their manners and tea supplies.
This is the half-remembered, frequently interrupted account of the first night the Clan crossed the old bridge and discovered a valley already waiting for them.
Read the full chronicleThe shelves are open
Browse the lore, meet the makers and discover what is bubbling behind the Apothecary door.
Five gentle plants, one stubborn kettle and a warning not to overthink bedtime.
Read the notesCold wind, warm tea and three mysterious lights that were definitely not Dougal.
Climb the towerHamish reveals the craft, but not the part involving the rubber duck.
Enter the bathhouseAn old circle, a low song and a rule about never bringing a metal spoon.
Hear the old taleA quality-control triumph described by everyone else as “an extremely long Tuesday.”
Inspect the reportBetter attention, fresher ingredients and fewer opportunities for kettles to revolt.
Visit the workbenchNo chronicles were found in that dusty corner.
Notable entries
Dates are approximate. Memories are foggy. Angus refuses to use a calendar made after 1743.
No witnesses agree on the tune, but everyone agrees it was in a minor key.
The herbs thrive. The weeds receive a stern lecture and leave voluntarily.
Productivity across the Glen immediately drops, while general happiness rises.
Handcrafted in Scotland and sent beyond the mist, each one carrying the Clan seal.
News from beyond the mist
New tales, remedy notes and product news delivered by a very professional raven.