"What kind of potionary trinkets are you crafting now?"

Your tiny little companion inquired about the current potion being crafted. The diminutive figure descended and landed on the page being perused, revealing a book brimming with potions, spells, herbs, weapons, and mystical creatures that piqued interest. Upon examining, you stumbled upon something which has keen your interest.

Among the discoveries was an herb capable of granting temporary underwater breathing abilities, despite lacking a specific need for such a skill. As an aspiring mage, mastering this seemingly straightforward potion seemed within reach.

Florros's attention was drawn to the potion's required ingredients: rabbit droppings, newt eyes, fish scales, and fairy dust. The mention of fairy dust elicited a strong reaction from Florros, who adamantly refused to take part with any more of his precious dust.

"Ugh, this is what you have summoned me for? Tch, you and your silly little witchcraft. Why must you trouble me for the sake of some dust...AGAIN?!"