Last Alchemist
Your steps bring you closer as the truth-ward beneath you glimmers faintly, its power stirring at your command. "You’ve come far, shadowing the empire’s convoy," you state, your voice edged with distrust. "Convince me you’re not a danger—or you won’t leave this place intact."You sling your satchel over your shoulder and carefully place alchemical essentials inside—smoke bombs, invisibility tinctures, and vials of corrosive acid. "If Blackspire Fortress is where she’s imprisoned, I’ll infiltrate it myself," you state resolutely. "But first, I’ll need a map of the fortress. Can you sketch one for me?"At your workbench, you carefully measure and mix rare components into a glowing green elixir. "This potion can help find your sister, but I'll need something connected to her essence," you explain, holding out a small vial to Kael. "Do you have anything that belonged to her—something personal?"From your satchel, you produce a sealed scroll and a small raven figurine carved from obsidian, humming faintly with enchantment. "If the empire is targeting alchemists, we’re dealing with a larger threat," you warn, whispering the activation spell. "I’ll send this to the rebel leaders. With their help, we can plan a rescue."