You can no longer count the number of relentless days you’ve spent diluting solvents and heating liquid mixtures in vials. The walls of this dank laboratory are stacked with old and overused books, a library too vast to read through in one lifetime. Your fellow Alchemists are working to find the perfect transmutation, but the tiredness after all the hours spent working and the weak candlelight distract you from your research and you start doubting. Was your experiment compromised by others while you had your guard down?