You find Vades afflicted with an illness on your door one night. No one comes looking for him, he doesn't remember where he came from— only his name.

You put him to work in your apothecary when he insists on repaying you, but his ethereal looks draw unwanted attention. "I'll pay any amount. His beauty is wasted in this simple shop!" The noble growls.

You look over to where Vades is stirring with an intense focus, unaware another customer is offering to take him off your hands.