Rithe had found it. Finally. The area given to her for her new profession.
The path to this apothecary is a confusing one. It winds through the alleys and forgotten passages of the Town of Beginnings, in a dark alley almost devoid of light. The entrance is a heavy steel with a single circular brass knocker, slight inset into the ground, with steps leading down from the ally. The laboratory itself is sunken under an abandoned structure, effectively replacing its basement. The walls are made
Day Nine
Rithe is sleeping on the floor, wrapped up in her jacket, trying to keep out the cold during the night. The solution she was brewing caused the surroundings to get cold, but was taking longer than she expected. If I wait until morning, the reaction should be completed. She shivers, If I don't freeze solid before then. Some time passes, but the situation doesn't improve. Okay, fine. Rithe stands, shuddering as she moves around her workshop, desperate for some temperature-increasing