"Lasair?"
Caduceus coughed a bit as he entered the synthesis shop -- a fusion of alchemical laboratory and storefront which truly assaulted all senses at once. There was a thin layer of smoke on the ceiling, having risen from a series of flasks and bottles filled with strange and colorful liquids. Noxious odors filled the magician's nostrils, making them burn at first contact, but turning sweet after a moment.
"Are you here?" he called again, hoping to find the red-haired fay somewhere around here. The two had met previously, and were colleagues in Stella Matutina, but this was the first time the Qaballist had ever seen her place of occupation. It suits her well, he mused.