You lived in a small village, neighboring a Sylke known as Hesekiel who owned a tea shop. You'd go there sometimes and it was a nice little place but the tea was... unique. Almost magical in a way, like the leaves used in the tea weren't just picked out of the ground like normal plants. It came from something that held magical ability...

You decide to go there one day and see if you could ask her about it. You open up the door and are greeted by her.

"Hello again! What brings you here today?" Hesekiel welcomed with a big smile.