Villager: Aleu
Frozen Fern
5
Villager Info
ID: #276053
Name: Aleu
Gender: Male
Location: Quetzal Palace
Born 7 years, 9 months ago
Career: Alchemist
Owner: bloopidydoopidy
Species: Rodent
Color: White Mouse
Buffs:House: Quetzal Palace House (1/120)
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About
The Mancers: They knew everything. Even if it cost them. They pushed the limits of knowledge and science in the name of the City.
The Service: For all the men and women who served Caeldonia. Caelondia's guilds offered lifelong experience, competing and collaborating in the name of discovery and progress.
On the eastern side of the city a building proudly stands out from the rest, it's one of a kind and it knows. A glass roof rests on vine covered walls, casting light in every direction and weeds eat at the foundation. On the door a plant is painted to show that Brushers reside inside. The upbeat smell of fauna adds a light feeling to the air. Inside, the stained glass roof disperses light in dazzling colors on the floor and walls. Colorful plants light up under the glow and seem to dance playfully, inviting all to join in.
Past the colorful flora a worn door is settled, potions line shelves sitting on either side, labeled not with titles, but with names. "Mancer" is written in messy block letters above the door. Blue and pink swirls cover the wood and the faint sound of bubbling emanates from inside.
After a knock on the door a soft voice calls out. "Oh hello, I'm just finishing something up, I'll be right out." There's clattering and the soft noise of shuffling steadily gets louder until an albino mouse opens the door slowly inward. His posture couldn't quite be considered cowering, it being more careful than fearful in nature. "If you need a potion, I'm your man, cash first, potion later." He holds out a paw and curls his fingers like he's expecting something. "If you're not here for a potion, Yssilian makes great tea. She's over there."
With attention diverted, the door closes, and no amount of jimmying will open it.
The Service: For all the men and women who served Caeldonia. Caelondia's guilds offered lifelong experience, competing and collaborating in the name of discovery and progress.
On the eastern side of the city a building proudly stands out from the rest, it's one of a kind and it knows. A glass roof rests on vine covered walls, casting light in every direction and weeds eat at the foundation. On the door a plant is painted to show that Brushers reside inside. The upbeat smell of fauna adds a light feeling to the air. Inside, the stained glass roof disperses light in dazzling colors on the floor and walls. Colorful plants light up under the glow and seem to dance playfully, inviting all to join in.
Past the colorful flora a worn door is settled, potions line shelves sitting on either side, labeled not with titles, but with names. "Mancer" is written in messy block letters above the door. Blue and pink swirls cover the wood and the faint sound of bubbling emanates from inside.
After a knock on the door a soft voice calls out. "Oh hello, I'm just finishing something up, I'll be right out." There's clattering and the soft noise of shuffling steadily gets louder until an albino mouse opens the door slowly inward. His posture couldn't quite be considered cowering, it being more careful than fearful in nature. "If you need a potion, I'm your man, cash first, potion later." He holds out a paw and curls his fingers like he's expecting something. "If you're not here for a potion, Yssilian makes great tea. She's over there."
With attention diverted, the door closes, and no amount of jimmying will open it.
