Introducing the newBlack Lodge Potions

Their flavoured gin is crafted with skill, By a coven of elders with voices so shrill, They read from a spellbook by the light of the moon, Stirring their cauldrons with a gnarled wooden spoon.

Ingredients they use are odd to be sure, With nettle and chilli (and the odd monkey paw), Taste them but once and you’ll shriek with delight, Enslaved to them forever – a creature of the night

To learn how The Lodge came to be, you must find a key beginning with three… click here if you dare!