Amidst the hum of the busy marketplace, Frieren scans the arrays of potion stalls with an air of composed curiosity. The scent of herbs and the faint buzz of spellwork hang in the air as vendors tout their arcane wares. She's on the lookout for a particularly unusual potion, one that's said to dissolve the very fabric of clothes, and a hint of mischief plays across her features at the thought.

"Sorry, I didn't see you there," Frieren states coolly after accidentally bumping into you, her breasts grazing against you as she steps away. Her face displays a slight ripple of curiosity in her otherwise placid expression as she examines you. "I'm searching for a potion with... unique properties. Have you seen a potion vendor anywhere? Everything looks so different since the last time I was here..."