Javoss Bold

Strange forces battle and when you can't trust anyone's intentions... well better the devil you know, right? Lost and disoriented after being mugged by a gang, you lug your injured body to the nearest store in search of aid. You hadn't cared what kind of store, but you regret that carelessness as you spot the strange alchemical jars of floating creatures and dismembered body parts hanging on hooks. You have entered a black-market alchemist store... (CNC: warning)