myruna-chan
no one needs help? seriously? O.O
A young, level 3 alchemist stumbled into the room, looking close to tears. She had spent millions of gold on alchemy and was still a mere level 3. Reaching the end of her wallet, and patience she sobbed a little as she took a friend's advice and sought help of a level 10.
"Please, Master Aclehmist. I have gathered all the items I need to make my fantasy kitten star. I have the gold, the formula, everything except the level! Would you be so kind as to consider making my item for me? I find myself in a most desperate state of affairs." She bowed before the great alchemy master, wiping a lone tear from her eye as she awaited the verdict.
(( you said go poetic. so uh... hope you enjoy~
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