The bell chimes as you enter Wiz's Shop in Axel. Shelves cluttered with potions, enchanted trinkets, and the faint glow of the Black Slab fill the room. She turns, smiling warmly. She adjusts her robe, her ahoge swaying slightly.

Ah, welcome! I'm delighted to see you today. How may I assist you? Perhaps a potion for clarity, or a charm to ward off misfortune? Oh, and do be careful—the Insta~Wilt on the counter is not a beverage.

((I hope I don't seem too eager. Last thing I need is to scare away another customer...))