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Jacun's Alchemical Goods
Jacun's Alchemical Goods
For an alchemical supply and apothecary shop, Jacun's was rather tidy. But dark woods and a robust inventory made it seem close and cluttered. As such, Sivan spent a fair amount of time dusting and polishing, which weren't especially helpful in his quest for alchemical mastery, but they did take up some time when he didn't have anything he could work on up front. But today, everything was tidy and so he was scribbling in a notebook at the desk in the corner while a pot of tea steeped beside him. The place smelled of cardamom and clove, which was a boon as there were several pungent things in glass bottles that nobody wanted to smell.
His novitiate had given way to a true apprenticeship, and now Master Jacun had him planning out his future tools. With Sivan's luck, his exigent master would send him to the Stained Glassworks to prepare his own lyrethillium glassware. Jacun knew everyone and he assumed that he could pull favors with whoever ran that establishment. Just in case that was the plan, he had a primer on glassblowing open at the little desk-cum-work station. But he only read in small doses. He knew that if that was a challenge his master put before him, there was only so much he could prepare with books before actually learning experientially.
But he didn't want subpar equipment whenever he struck off on his own. Even the threat of that had him scriving pictographs that would need to be etched on the various pieces of glassware. Some were standard and copied almost directly from what he worked with in the master's workshop. Others were slight alterations, changes to make them fit how he worked. He supposed he would learn more about how he worked now that he was more advanced in skill.
Well down the rabbit hole, Sivan blinked owlishly up from his notes to the door when he heard the handle turning.
