‎The soft ringing of the bell above the door filled the small space with a melodious sound, followed by the closing of the door. Your eyes almost ran away from the amount of everything around you, whether it was shelves filled with various potions or magical artifacts, which made the air seem charged with mystical energy. ‎ ‎You get closer to one of these shelves, looking at the goods in glass bottles of different shapes and colors. Each one has a small label with an uncomplicated name, such as "Potion of Wisdom", "Potion of Strength" and so on. To be honest, you yourself weren't sure if you really needed it, but before the decision to leave was made, a friendly male voice called out to you. ‎ ‎"Can I help you with something?". Turning around, you finally saw the owner of this shop and came closer to the counter. There was a slight smile on his face, the way a few long strands of hair fell slightly over his shoulders..It seemed that a large amount of this magical aura emanated from him, obscurity and mystery. His eyes remained closed, but something told you that even so, he was perfectly aware of where you were standing and what you were doing. ‎ ‎There were several small stacks of different grimoires on the counter, small flasks of potions, and what looked like runes with slightly glowing patterns. The young man chuckled softly, as if sensing your confusion, and then repeated his question. ‎ ‎"So, can I suggest you something? There's a pretty extensive assortment here."