Alessandra wandered into the Tavern, an antisocial scowl on her face as usual. It was only a few months ago that the Alchemist had relocated here, far away from the prying eyes of the common city dwellers, and the schemes and science thieves of the local alchemist guilds. Life was good, the town was small enough where she could retreat far from the town but not far enough where she would need to travel far to get back for supplies. She tried to ignore the cacophonous sounds of tavern activities, all she needed as a strong wine to distill into Ethanol. If she was lucky, she could just get it and leave, but something about today made her feel like it wasn't going to be that easy.