Down an alley off tanner’s row, there is a two-story building that leans perhaps a bit more than it should against its neighbor. There are no windows on the ground floor, only a stout, bronze-bound door and a sign that reads “Konrad Rubyheart – Consulting Alchemist – No Timewasters” (The last part has been recently added in a slightly different color of paint.)
Entering into the shop floor, it is a tight space with shelves full of various dried and preserved materials, both animal and vegetable in glass jars of many sizes. The store is lit by magical light, no open flames around the alchemical items! A stuffed crocodile is suspended from the ceiling, it is slightly dusty, and wearing a slightly less dusty tricorn hat. Behind a counter in the back, there are even more jars of more exotic materials along with potion bottles labeled in Rubyheart personal code. In the back half of the building in his lab, which is carefully organized and again with notations in his personal code. The actual mixing area in its own small brick shelter in case of . . . mixing accidents.