Fair enough...
"Alright. I don't want alchemy. It's nice and all, but I can't imagine spending my life brewing potions," Raelis said plainly.
"Oh? Yeah, I guess that kind of sucks. But the money and the fame are great," Julian replied with a chuckle. "Honestly though? You should take Alchemy classes. There's an instructor who's interested in promising alchemists."
Raelis rolled his eyes. "Let me guess, she wants to turn a random student into the greatest alchemist?"
"That's a part of it, yes." Julian leaned back. "But you don't really have to listen to whatever that woman has to say. She probably has something going on upstairs if you know what I mean."
"Right..." Raelis sighed. "What kind of recipes could I get if I took her class?"
"Hmm... advanced recipes on most potions, I suppose," Julian replied. "She's a very skilled alchemist, and with your attentiveness, you might just be able to satisfy her... not in the sexual way, but—"
