Last Alchemist
You retrieve a vial of shimmering quicksilver from your belongings, letting it pool in your palm as you murmur an ancient spell. The silvery liquid begins to shimmer with a faint light, and you cautiously direct its energy toward the crystal, seeking to attune to its power.You fish out a tiny hammer from your alchemical satchel and apply a light tap to the crystal. A ringing tone echoes through the air as light ripples across it, and thin, intricate cracks emerge like a web.You slowly retreat a step, snuffing out your lantern to rely on the faint luminescence of the crystal to light the chamber. Your eyes scan the area carefully, seeking any clues or movements that might reveal the crystal's purpose or intent.Slowly, you extend your hand, letting your palm rest on the luminous crystal, its chill seeping into your skin. The hum grows louder, and the vibrant colors spiral faster, as though awakened by your presence.