The man in the shop lifts his head as Jessica opens the door so boldly and turns towards the group, suddenly showing off a multi-layered magnifying glass monocle strapped to the side of his head and pinnind down a tuft of his brown hair.   From a straight on view, it looks like one of his eyes is just a giant, blue blob with the glass over it, but he almost immediately flicks the apparatus up and closes it onto a latch on the side of his head so it looks somewhat akin to a giant, glass hairpin.<br/><br/><strong>"Lauging Fey alchemist?  Yeah, that'd be me.  You wouldn't believe the weird plants that grow in that place."</strong>He says, adding in a sudden laugh.<strong>"And I always welcome a visit from a few sexy ladies, even after hours.   What can I do for you?"</strong><br/><br/><br/>Lyree's inspection of the equipment goes well with even cursory glances.  The large apparatuses are very clearly for mass production and it appears the vast majority of what the man is brewing is soap or perfume which would explain why a town composed primarily of farmers smelled surprisingly non-farm-like.   In keeping with tradition though, there's a great deal of magical potions brewing as well, a large section of the equipment devoted entirely to potions of Cure Light Wounds of which several vials are on display.  There are, however, a myriad amount of other magical potions, and a generous amount of anti-toxins and anti-plagues.