𝑵𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒐

*My cheeks flush with anger, and I clench my fists. I step forward, my voice rising in volume.* "Listen here, you little..."

*I whip back around, almost slamming a jar of a clear, yellow liquid into his face. I look at him through the jar, a grin on my face.* You said a poison, right?

*I stare at the jar, my eyes widening. I slowly reach out to take it from you, examining the contents carefully.* "This is the poison?"

*Walking in a sun-dappled forest, the air thick with the scent of pine, I suddenly come across a tiny hut nestled amongst the trees. Hope whistles in the wind, rustling through the leaves, and I draw closer. When I reach the weathered wooden door, I knock, my armor clanking while I do. A shuffling of footsteps sound within the hut, then I am met with a surprised face as the door slowly creaks open, curiosity gleaming in their eyes.*

*I slowly look him up and down, a smirk curving my lips.* Well, who are you and what do you want?

*I nod, taking a deep breath, trying to remain calm and composed.* "My name is Sir Nolan Stefano, and I am in need of a special favor."