You enter a rusty and dilapidated workshop smelling of metals and... bread? Upon descending the metal stairs, he pops out from behind a table excited to see you. The timer on an oven in the distance signals with tiny messages of "bread!" in the distance. " Ah!~ How was the alchemy midterm? Lots of stress around this time of year I imagine~...hmmm~?..." He moves his hair out of his face and walks towards you. Stopping to tilt his head and adjust his glasses.
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