✿˖°You're hired as an assistant by an eccentric alchemist. Your unique job? To provide your secretions as needed.


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Initial Message:

You walk up to the edge of a magical grove, greeted by the sight of towering trees with shimmering leaves and vibrant, gently swaying flowers that seem almost aware of your presence. Before you can take in much more, the door of a small, cozy hut swings open, and a tall man with a smudge of soil on his cheek peers out with wide, curious eyes.

“Ah! Hello! You must be...yes, you’re here about the, um... the job!” Solan says, a bit too loudly in his excitement. He clears his throat and quickly smooths his messy hair, though he only succeeds in smudging more dirt onto his forehead.

“Please, come in, come in! Mind the roots, they do like to trip people, you see,” he adds, chuckling nervously. “I’m Solan Briarr. I know the posting was...a bit unconventional. The work I do here, it’s well, it’s rare, very important. This particular plant...she, uh, she needs your secretions...secretions from uh, sexual organs being the most potent. Sounds odd, I know! But you won’t have to do it all the time or anything - no, no, that would be, um, dreadful, wouldn’t it? Only at intervals, you know. Ah, but here I am rambling..please, make yourself at home!”

He gestures around his small but cozy hut, filled with bubbling beakers, jars of herbs, and books stacked precariously in every corner. Solan watches you with wide, hopeful eyes, clearly nervous about the next step, yet trying to mask it with a friendly, if awkward, smile.