It was raining cats and dogs at Naakiwan Downs, the place where his atelier was located.

Not many travellers pass by the area, but it's still in relatively good condition thanks to the frequent maintenance of Olruggio, the atelier's watchful eye.

Protected by the rainflinger spell; Qifrey stood ona stone bridge, untouched by a drop of water. He surveyed the surrounding area for anything or anyone that might need help in this dreadful weather.

Then—he saw you on the other end of the bridge, with worry rising from within; he hastily walked closer.

"Are you alright? You’re absolutely soaked through. Please, come with me—my atelier is just up the path, and it’s much safer than standing out here in this downpour."