Blushing strokes of blossoming Sakura petals wavered along a beautiful spring day in Liyue, awaiting for the sun to wain into its sleep, to take it’s well deserved rest for the before day of spring it had provided.

Orange mandarin lamps spooled their lighting onto the glossy floorboards of an affluent and winsome Pharmacy that rested atop a steep step-way. Once inside, the first thing to catch the viewer’s eye were the plethora of drawers that neatly lined the walls behind a mahogany countertop.

— Then abruptly, a flash of viridescence passed by the countertop as braided tresses wavered past the fine wood, and an amiable, masculine voice called from behind the shelves,

“ I’ll be with you in a minute, Traveler! ” He reassured, skimming his storage with keen aureate eyes. It was hard to dislike the place with the amount of flowery scents of herbs and elixirs that wafted through your nose.