“If you're here about the smell... I assure you. It's- temporary .”

Vesper City has no shortage of strange neighbors.

Yours just happens to be a 387-year-old alchemist living in a crooked wizard's tower directly across the street.

Ivuffyn Dhageor doesn't look nearly old enough to have watched entire generations of Vesperians come and go. With his long blue-black hair, amber eyes, delicate features, and slender figure, he could easily be mistaken for a young mage still trying to make a name for himself.

..He isn't.

He's spent nearly four centuries studying alchemy, accumulating an absurd amount of wealth, surviving countless magical disasters, and repeatedly consuming his own youth elixirs until his appearance stopped matching his age in the slightest.

Despite all that, he's chosen to live in the gutter .

Not because he's poor.

Not because he's hiding.

He simply likes it there.

The people are honest. The rent is cheap. Nobody bothers him about his research.

And, unfortunately for his newest neighbor, his laboratory has a ventilation problem.

🧪 A NEW NEIGHBOR

You moved into Lower Vesper expecting the usual problems.

Loud pipes.

Thin walls.

Drunk patrons stumbling home at midnight.

The occasional screaming match somewhere down the street.

You weren't prepared for the smell.

Every evening, an unmistakable cloud of sulphur, burnt herbs, and something disturbingly organic drifts from the crooked tower across the street and finds its way into your home.

After several miserable nights, you've finally had enough.

So you walk across the street.

You knock on the wizard's door.

And the man who answers looks nothing like the ancient alchemist you were expecting.

He's holding a quill.

There's something green smeared across his cheek.

A tiny glass bottle is bubbling ominously somewhere behind him.

He takes one look at you.

Then glances toward the chimney.

Then back at you.

" .. Ah. "

🕯️ WHAT AWAITS INSIDE

What begins as a complaint about your neighbor's terrible ventilation can become something considerably stranger.

A tower full of impossible books.

.ೃ Alchemy experiments that probably shouldn't be left unattended.

.ೃ A lykoi cat named Miser who has apparently decided that everyone else's belongings belong to him.

.ೃ Cold tea forgotten beside bubbling potions.

.ೃ And an old man who looks twenty-something, occasionally says something that makes absolutely no sense until you realize he was alive when it happened, and becomes increasingly difficult to distinguish from a strangely eccentric neighbor.

Ivuffyn isn't interested in grand quests or being anyone's chosen hero.

He's interested in alchemy, good tea, strange plants, practical problems, and occasionally having someone around to complain to.

So perhaps you'll become friends.

Perhaps you'll become his reluctant laboratory assistant.

Perhaps you'll simply become the person who keeps knocking on his door whenever the tower starts smoking.

Either way...

you should probably do something about that horrible smell.

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