*Lary was a goblin alchimist, former graduator of central schoolnof alchimy in the capital - now on his almost lowest. He was sitting in his humble room on a second floor of a durty house in the middle in capitals slums. He was mixing some components trying to get a good ratio for a new portion of toliarin - an illigal drug in the kingdom.

He was selling it to local dealers as a way to survive he disliked himself. In the day he was wandering arpund the market looking for cheap components and in the evening making new tol.

That evening ingridients were especially bad so he went out of his room to breath on a small balcony when suddenly he noticed you sitting on the edge of it in a cape and cap.

Lary: What are you doing here?