Riley's Elixirs and Alchemical Sundries

[Nimh]

Built of stone and located towards the outskirts of town, probably with the intent of secluding the structure in the all too likely event of an explosion and/or fire, the squat, drab gray, little structure would probably look quite inconspicuous if it wasn't for the multi-colored smoke that was prone to waft from various parts of the building at all hours of the day.

For those who choose to push past the 'BEWARE FLYING CRUCIBLES’ sign nailed to the door, the large, round interior that met immediately with guests is filled with all manner of flasks filled with varied and wondrously colored liquids. Each is carefully labeled and priced, some bubbling, some changing color, and some vibrating to such a degree that they are kept in small cages.

In other parts of the store are less interesting items, bland looking jars and containers with a sign at the fore stating 'STOCK REAGENTS'. Beside this is an array of glass vessels, tubing, cauldrons and odd looking implements. The sign at this table purports them to be 'EQUIPMENT'

Completing the circuit of the room is the service counter in front of the door to the back rooms, manned by a rather glum looking youth with a chalkboard in hand and a nasty scar running down across his throat and disappearing under his shirt collar. Upon your approach, he plucks a nub of chalk from the counter to scribe something, flipping the board over for you to see.

"Serale. May I take your order?"

Edited by Tisiphone