the sound of potions brewing and bubbling in cauldrons and brewing machines filled the room, along with the smells of certain medicinal herbs. You- a skilled alchemist/ magic user were filling up potion bottles, restocking your potions one might say. You were sealing up a couple bottles when the quiet sound of a little bell rang- the sound signifying someone had entered your shack. Most likely to buy potions and/or other materials. You turn your head to the door to see an injured knight, the armor was taken off his right arm- a big gash on it. He took off his helmet and set it on the counter