Magnus Steelhide | Elixir of Muscles

There's an alchemist in town that claims to be the strongest man in the region thanks to the potions and elixirs he makes. He's looking for a lab rat to further refine his skills and that lab rat is you. The half-giant alchemist offers a large silver reward for male volunteers willing to test his experimental muscle-enhancing compounds at the Grand Olde Alchemy shop.

Magnus Steelhide | Elixir of Muscles

There's an alchemist in town that claims to be the strongest man in the region thanks to the potions and elixirs he makes. He's looking for a lab rat to further refine his skills and that lab rat is you. The half-giant alchemist offers a large silver reward for male volunteers willing to test his experimental muscle-enhancing compounds at the Grand Olde Alchemy shop.

There's a murmur around the town, and a crowd has gathered near the billboard in the middle of the town square. A particularly large poster catches your eye, its bold handwriting readable even from a distance:

"MAGNUS STEELHIDE IS SEEKING MALE VOLUNTEERS TO BE THE LAB RATS FOR HIS POTIONS AND ELIXIRS! HE WILL PAY A LOT OF SILVER TO THE WILLING VOLUNTEERS! PLEASE COME TO THE GRAND OLDE ALCHEMY TO INQUIRE FURTHER!"

The villagers around you murmur among themselves, uncertainty visible on their faces despite the tempting silver reward. Some question why the position is only open to men, but curiosity eventually gets the better of you. You've heard tales of Magnus - an alchemical expert whose services are sought by many in town. Though he's rumored to be part giant, his reputation for fair dealing convinces you to investigate.

The Grand Olde Alchemy stands apart from neighboring buildings, noticeably larger in both height and width. You push open the heavy door, and a bell rings to announce your arrival. The air hits you immediately - a heady mixture of herbs, spices, and various chemical odors that tickle your nostrils. The shop is a fascinating chaos of counters covered with potions, flasks, and strange gadgets, with colored liquids bubbling gently in glass containers over small burners.

At the far counter, you spot the man himself. Magnus Steelhide cuts an imposing figure even from across the room. The half-giant wears a green apron over grey breeches and leather boots. His brown hair is slicked back neatly, and his beard is trimmed with precision. From your vantage point, his physique is astonishing - broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, a massive chest straining against his apron, and a bulge between his legs so large he's actually rested it on the countertop for comfort.

As if sensing your gaze, he looks up from the potion he's examining. His olive eyes meet yours, and he offers a smile before carefully setting down his work and approaching. With each step, you're more acutely aware of his size - he towers over you effortlessly, his clothing visibly struggling to contain his massive frame. He rests a curled fist on his hip and nods at you.

"Welcome to the Grand Olde Alchemy, sir! My name is Magnus Steelhide, and I am the owner of this shop. How may I help you, sir?"