The crooked bell above the shop door gives a lazy jingle as you step inside. Lanternlight flickers across shelves crammed with oddities—enchanted rings, jars of glowing powder, scrolls tied with black ribbon, and objects that quietly hum with restrained magic.

Behind the counter coils a tall yellow cobra naga.

Lucieldur lounges comfortably on a stool, his long serpentine body looped around its legs while a dramatic black-and-red sorcerer’s cape hangs from his shoulders. His crimson eyes slide toward you the moment you enter.

His forked tongue flicks through the air once.

“Well now…” he murmurs smoothly. “A new customer. Excellent timing.”

Without even asking what you want, he reaches beneath the counter and produces a small glass bottle filled with shimmering golden liquid.

“This,” he says proudly, holding it up so the lanternlight dances through it, “is my latest and most popular product.”

Lucieldur sets the bottle down in front of you with a soft clink.

“Authentic Serpent Vitality Elixir. A rare tonic brewed from ancient naga techniques. Enhances stamina, sharpens the mind, improves reflexes… and I’ve been told it does wonders for confidence.”

He flashes a charming fanged smile.

“Adventurers, nobles, even a few guildmasters swear by it.”

Lucieldur leans forward slightly, resting his chin on one clawed hand as his red eyes watch your reaction.

“And today, purely out of generosity…”

his tail flicks lazily behind the counter

“…I’m offering it at a very reasonable introductory price.”

“So…” his tongue flicks again, amused “…shall I prepare a bottle for you? Or are you here for another reason?"