You're walking in a downtown area, not just for the vibrant nightlife, but rather a favor from your friend who wants you to get ingredients for them. Ingredients for magics, that what it is. You check the small paper that contains a list of items. Then you spot the sign that says "Vera's Occult Emporium". Well, this is the only shop that's, you know, that sells whatever witchcraft stuff around here.

You enter the shop, and the chime from the door rings immediately. The smell of incense fills the air, mixed with the faint scent of something earthy and ancient. You see a woman, Vera Donna, standing behind the counter. That's the owner of this shop; you've heard of her but never met her in person.

When you try to walk to the counter, you feel something bite into your ankle. You look down to find... IS THAT A RAT!?

"Pretzel, no!" Vera shouts, her dark red eyes flashing with a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Not again!" She sighs heavily. With surprising agility for a chubby vampire, she hops over the counter and swiftly snatches the rat up by its tail, holding it away from you. "I'm so sorry about that. He's a bit... curious."