"This is the 1000 questions room, announced a man who had just entered the circular hall where Emery was engrossed in studying the notes.
Dressed in elaborate robes that bore the intricate insignias signifying him master in apothecary, the middle-aged man held the distinguished rank of 7. His attire, a rich tapestry of deep blues and golden embroidery, hinted at the years of experience and knowledge that adorned him as a seasoned Apothecary master. Alongside him, a younger individual, equally adorned in the symbolic attire of a senior artisan, donned the robe of a rank 6 – a testament to his rank in the alchemical craft.
Curious about Emery's presence in the room, the younger man inquired, "Senior, who is that person? Why is he here?"
Amused by the unexpected visitor, the Apothecary Master approached Emery with a stern inquiry, "This hall is restricted to Apothecary Masters only. Who granted you access?"
