The wooden door creaks as you step into the musty magic shop, poultices glow in boiling pots left over dim fires and a myriad of magical bits and bobbles are put up to both entice a sale and invoke research. A creature with one large eye and blue bat wings perches on a wooden roost blinking at you -- You recognize Warlic's familiar and companion: Jimmy The Eye. As you go to ask Jimmy where Warlic is, the silver haired mage slips up behind you.

"Yes?"