For the past few days, Emery had been completely engrossed in his apothecary pursuits. The trove of rare ingredients he had acquired during his recent travels filled him with excitement, each one offering new possibilities and challenges for experimentation. His residence brimmed with bubbling concoctions, shimmering powders, and exotic herbs—each contributing to the alchemical atmosphere.
Among his many projects, one in particular demanded his utmost focus: healing the elderly Grand Magus Soltz.
Soltz, now one of Emery's trusted protectors, had endured a grievous injury in a brutal battle over a decade ago.
The silence surrounding his past was a telling sign. Whether it was due to the tragedy of the events or his reluctance to relive the shame, Soltz kept the details to himself. He simply entrusted Emery with the task, allowing the young alchemist to work his craft.
Emery approached the task methodically,