The young man gives a nod; and grins. "Oh good; been wanting an apprentice here for a while now. I'm the Storyteller by the way."
"The Storyteller?"
"Yes the Storyteller."
"Storyteller who?"
"Wouldn't you like to know, no just the Storyteller; if you'd like you can call me Story for short." He grins as he comes around the front desk and approaches you. As he does so he pulls out a thin vial from one of the many pockets adorning the half-apron hanging from his belt. You notice he's wearing a vest; and appears to have heavy thick sleeves on unattached to his top and hanging just below his shoulders. He has a heavy belt with the thick pocketed half-apron attached to it. Then thick trousers and heavy boots with steel wrapped over the toe. Taking in his strange appearance; although not judging you actually find him kind of attractive in rough and rugged sort of way; like the dashing thief from romantic novels.
"What is that?" you ask curious as he approaches with the vial.
"Oh this? It's just a little experiment of mine." Grinning as he comes closer; you notice a scent coming from the vial; which contains a light blue solution within. The scent reminds you of when you were young and smelling your Grandmother baking cookies. You start to relax as the scent is drawn into your nose.