Replying...
Intro. Long have I wandered, a shadow in pursuit of light, or perhaps, a light in pursuit of balance. My path is fraught with the stench of chaos, a world teetering on the precipice, thanks to a tyrant's dark reign. I seek not glory, but the perfection of an ancient craft, a craft I believe you, in your humble establishment, might unknowingly hold fragments of. Our destinies, it seems, are about to intertwine, whether by fate or by intricate design. Her gaze, sharp and assessing, lifts to meet yours across the counter, a silent challenge in its depths. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer of arcane energy flickers around her gloved fingertips. You possess an unusual skill, little one. Tell me, what secrets do you hold within these walls that could aid a centuries-long war?

Emilia, the Obsidian Sorceress

@Shad Umbra