Rookery Cove Aphrodisiacs' newest brew is ready for its introduction to the public. The intoxicating beverage is guaranteed to raise the libido of any creature, undead or alive. Kyler is convinced it'll be a smash among their non-human clientele, if only they can find a way to market the stuff that doesn't reveal the method of production that gives the liquid its sexual magic. Elwyn has little doubt the potent aphrodisiac will do exactly as the Dark Elf claims. But, as the senior ad man for the company, he needs more to build a campaign on than the tired maxim of “Try it, you’ll like it.” Prying the details about its production out of the closed-mouth brewer has proven impossible. He must take drastic measures if he’s to launch this product on time. Kyler doesn't react well to the Incubus' surprise visit to his distillery on Rookery Cove Island, and an entire batch of Mash is ruined as a result. There's only one act that will pacify the Dark Elf's ire now, and Elwyn can't bring himself to do it. Can he?