Go to the nearest Wizzard's (sic) Tower. Sometimes they won't accept cash, so offer them some sort of reagent. Werebear claws are quite popular nowadays. Watch out for stray Thaums in the environment.
I tried that but I got randomly turned into custard.
Instead a friend of a friend told the friend that their mother went to these kind of shops and there was one not too far away.
We got there and it was an "Alternative Remedies" shop. We went inside and it was either some incense or the weirdest smelling cannabis I have ever smelled, but the place stank of it. Some woman came out (she was in her twenties or so), looking like a mixture of a hippy and a stoner and started talking reeeeeeeeeaaaaallly slooooooowlyyyyyy like she had all the fucking time in the world.
I just told her I needed some crystals. She asked what kind of crystals. I said magic crystals. She rolled her eyes at me and asked me what KIND of magic crystals. How do you answer a question like that? I don't know what crystals I bloody need.
She pointed me to a box of them with little labels on what these crystals supposedly do. Bloodstone apparently gives you "passion, vigour and control of anger". I thought it was just for shitty iron, but whatever. Turns out my science is wrong.
I got a bunch of these "crystals" and a book on how to use them. Some girl (younger than me, about 15, I'd guess, or maybe she was older and this alternative therapy shit really does work) came in and said she was "ill and needed massaging". She was informed that the regular masseuse was out today and so she'd have to get it off the stoner girl.
I bought these crystals and left at that point because the girl was obviously uncomfortable with me there because I was barely holding chuckles in at the shit on the shelves.
It was only when I got outside that I was the fucking fool for paying £20 for a BUNCH OF FUCKING STONES.