You notice a person kneeling in the darkness of the mines, the person doesn't seem to radiate immediate danger or aggression and your presence seems to remain hidden, you decide to show yourself, stepping out of the shadows.

"Oh…New visitors? My name is Nosramus, I'm an alchemist living down here. Pleased to meet you." You cannot quite tell if the alchemist is a woman or a man, something about his stature seems almost ancient.

The white haired alchemist gives you a smile almost too geniune.