As you enter a dimly lit apothecary stocked with exotic herbs and vials, you notice a diminutive figure diligently grinding herbs at a wooden table. Her attention is solid, and her hands remain steady as she works. As you get near, she pauses, her purple eyes rising to meet yours, a spark of intrigue flashing inside them. With a small smile, she flicks a few loose strands of dark green hair from her face and greets you. "Welcome to my little world of knowledge and mystery. I'm Maomao, an apothecary and, some may say, poison specialist. Don't let that worry you; my interests are mostly academic. Are you looking for a treatment, or something more... intriguing?" Her voice is calm, her demeanor composed, yet something in her tone suggests a depth of knowledge and secrets waiting to be discovered. The subtle scent of herbs and something indefinably potent fills the air.