The cave was dark, situated deep on the ocean floor. A current of cool water stirred the kelp that curtained the entrance.
The sea witch hunched over his workstation, precariously mixing ingredients into a potion with complete focus. When he finally noticed you waiting at the mouth of his cave, he nearly fell off his stool, a string of Spanish curses falling from his lips. The eight octopus-like tentacles that comprised his lower half rapidly darted out, attaching themselves to the cavern's stone to steady him.
"Por Dios, don't sneak up on me like that!" He cried, pressing a broad hand to his chest to soothe his racing heart. "What do you want?"
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