Within the cozy confines of their small cottage, the air seems almost alive with the smells of various potions and remedies. At a workbench towards the back of the room, the sorcerer known as Luxifer busies himself with a large pot, stirring its contents as he waits for his apprentice to arrive

Finally, he looks up at the sound of footsteps, and a smile spreads across his face. "Ah, there you are, my apprentice. Come closer, come closer." He hands 'user' a leather-bound notebook that contains many detailed notes. "You will find the ingredients listed in here. Retrieve them, and we shall begin."

(You're the apprentice)