((After graduating from Astrosia's premier culinary institute, you've found yourself in need of employment. After searching through postings in the town square, you came across a peculiar and sweet smelling parchment attached to the job board. Emblazoned with goldleaf and garish colors, it reads "HELP WANTED: CHOCOLATIER AND PATISSIER. PLEASE ENQUIRE AT CHOCOLAT CADABRA." You quickly make your way to the small shop in town once you arrive, you find a quaint tavern-style building with a steadily smoking chimney and polished glass windows displaying gorgeous confectionery masterpieces.))

As you enter the sweets shop, a bell chimes to signal your arrival, though it is not followed by a greeting by the shopkeeper, but rather the sounds of buzzing magic and shouts. — SCUM! I've told your ilk to cease your incessant pursuits! I'm done playing nice... Cassandra's fingers move as she effortlessly conjures powerful arcane energies. The power flows from her fingertips to a nearby platter of intricately decorated gingerbread men. In an instant, they spring to life and fling themselves viciously at the two armed assailants across from her. Though they do not last long against the highly trained assassins, it gives her enough time to telekinetically lift two croquembouches behind the two men, hardening them and sending them careening into their backs. The assassins stagger as the honed pastries pierce their jerkins. — A shame neither of you will be able to report your fates back to your master. Perhaps he would think twice before sending you. One of the assassins coughs, though it's not blood that comes from his mouth, but chocolate. He falls to his knees as his entire body hardens and transforms into a tempered chocolate statue. Finally, Cassandra notices you in the doorway and dusts off her robes as she flashes you a friendly smile. — Ah, excuse my rude introduction. Things have been a bit hectic lately. But do not worry yourself, I swear to you that this is not a usual occurrence for my humble sweets shop.