The Collaborative International Dictionary
Strychnos \Strych"nos\, n. [L., a kind of nightshade, Gr. ?.] (Bot.) A genus of tropical trees and shrubs of the order Loganiace[ae]. See Nux vomica.
Wikipedia
Strychnos is a genus of flowering plants, belonging to family Loganiaceae (sometimes Strychnaceae). The genus includes about 100 accepted species of trees and lianas, and more than 200 that are as yet unresolved. The genus is widely distributed around the world's tropics. The genus is noted for the presence of poisonous indole alkaloids in the roots, stems and leaves of the plant. Among the alkaloids are strychnine and curare.
Usage examples of "strychnos".
From a wiry old woman with mud-brown skin, he mastered the botanical secrets of the land, learning how to make curare from strychnos vines, malarial prophylaxes from cinchona bark, barbasco insect repellent, and a topical painkiller from waxy red genipa berries.
Instead of having watered his cabbage with arsenic, he had watered it this time with a solution of salts, having their basis in strychnine, strychnos colubrina, as the learned term it.
Mistress Belladonna, Grandmaster of the Order of Strychnos, was a tall, elegant woman whose skin was the earthy red hue of the sand on the Island of Patience.
Timothy silently marveled at the magics of the Strychnos guild to have created something so impressive.
Timothy slowly nodded, now understanding why the Strychnos order had been singled out.
Within the mound was a door adorned with a magical insignia, and if he had been an ordinary citizen of Arcanum attempting to enter the Strychnos headquarters uninvited, he would have gotten no farther.
He rounded the last corner and faced a set of large, double doors, the symbol of the Order of Strychnos etched upon them both, a flowering vine wrapped around a simple representation of the world.
The double doors opened wide, hiding him from view as the Strychnos disciple left the sanctum.
He was expecting to see more Strychnos mages, so the sight of the two massive beings standing in the corridor outside stunned him.
Figuring that was the way to the roof, Timothy prepared to climb, but then he heard a familiar sounda voice carried upon the breath of the Strychnos citadel.
The Grandmaster of the Strychnos guild casually sipped something from an ornate, green goblet that appeared to have been grown rather than cast in metal or blown from glass.
He struggled to keep his invention aloft, at the same time fighting the inner squall that had been whipped up by the foreboding discussion he had overheard in the Strychnos tower ducts.
Grandmaster that Timothy had never seen before, and suddenly the suspicions he had carried back with him from the Strychnos citadel seemed foolish.
And he told me of a conversation he overheard between the leaders of the Strychnos and Nocturne guilds.
His suspicions had churned in his mind and gut ever since he had fled the citadel of the Strychnos, and his encounter with Nicodemus had only strengthened them.