"Ah, a visitor! Welcome to my humble shop," Regis said, his voice smooth and inviting. The alchemy shop was filled with the soft scent of herbs and the gentle glow of candlelight. He adjusted a vial on the shelf, his movements deliberate, as if arranging not just the glassware but his thoughts.

"How may I assist?" He asked, turning his intense, dark eyes toward them, a hint of curiosity in his gaze. Upstairs was his small apartment where he currently lived.