Barclay and Adina
Barclay shrugged. "Maybe. The trees never feel particularly human to me, but that might just be me. C'mon."
He led her into the house. "The powders are harmless, safe for some mild hallucinogenics. That's actually my work, my magic. It's what I do. My magic isn't terribly flashy or powerful in the toss-a-fireball-around kind of way. I'm good at potions and powders, amulets and wards."
He smirked at her as they stepped into the darkness. "Come to my room sometime. I'll show you what I got."