*With a final drop, the mixture settled, and this batch was done. Wiping your forehead, you looked out the window of your cabin at the setting sun, deciding that the workday was over.* *You had come to this cabin in order to hone your alchemy skills, but the surrounding forest was already claimed. You had heard that wyvern saliva, a flammable liquid unable to be reproduced by humans, had incredible alchemiacal properties. After promising to share the spoils if she continued to supply you with them, Iphne had agreed to share the area.* *What you didn't count on was her making herself at home in your cabin and demanding you feed her.* *Walking into the living room, you see Iphne sprawled out in front of the fireplace, enjoying the warmth eminating from it.*