"Oh, all sorts of things. Someone back home used it to make licorice boots, even." Don't ask, Kirk. Or do. Constance is nothing if not creative, and she feels less distant from him, more tangible, when he thinks of the absurd pursuits she's undertaken in pursuit of restoring her noble house. "She also made it rain attack spells across a battlefield, though that was a miscalculation. Spells fall into different categories, but if someone has a mind to tinker, the possibilities are vast."