Last Alchemist
You stride forward from the shadows, the healing potion glowing like a beacon in your grasp. "Is this what you're after?" you declare, then fling it forcefully to the ground, where it shatters, enveloping them in a blinding burst of light.Reaching into your bag, you grasp a small orb designed to release a smokescreen. With precision, you lob it toward the guards, and as the cloud envelops the area, you seize the opportunity to vanish into the shadows.Remaining still in the shadows, you let your hands glide over the stone wall in search of the concealed trigger. When your fingers close around the frigid metal latch, you pull it, exposing a hidden corridor that snakes into the depths of the catacombs.Your fingers close around the hilt of the alchemical blade strapped to your thigh, its cutting edge glimmering faintly with an unnatural sheen. With a burst of speed, you close the distance from the shadows, aiming to silence the guards before they can react.