"So, it's Apothecary Avia. I am aware of my actions. It's just that I couldn't let this little friend make such a bad trade." Oaklein stated as he glanced over at Izroth.
"You are too shameless, Oaklein." A cold yet delicate voice sounded as a chilling wave formed.
"You say that, but you're using my shamelessness to your advantage. Who's really the shameless one here, Cryosa?" Oaklein commented with a grin.
In the Apothecary Guild, there were only a few people who dared to call Oaklein by his name directly.
This time, a woman who looked to be in her mid thirties. She had long white hair, chilling frost blue eyes that resembled snowflakes and wore clothing similar to Oaklein, except the colors were a mixture of white and light blue.
"Greetings, Fifth Elder!" Rygar, Mirael and Kian greeted.
NPC Name: Fifth Elder of the Apothecary Guild, Cryosa(???)
NPC Level: ???
