This was an alchemy workshop piled high with all sorts of magic materials.
Much seen magic tool tables on the continent could be found here, with bookshelves filled with volumes upon volumes chronicling alchemy and magic pattern engraving.
One mage and alchemist after another, clad in mage robes, flitted between work stations, creating a variety of magic gadgets or inscribing enchanted weaponry, never stopping for a rest.
In a corner of the alchemy workshop, completed magical equipment had almost formed a small mountain.
At a glance, it was nearly all armor and weapons.
And not far from the magical equipment, on a chair covered with genuine velvet, a fat black cat was lazily leaning against a soft pillow.
It held its head high, leisurely chewing on meticulously prepared dried fish while indolently watching the busy mages and alchemists.
It seemed quite content.
