Alteria

A food stall run by a plump, elderly man who appears frail yet has a surprisingly warm smile. The stall is shrouded in a thick fog, giving it an eerie atmosphere, and the air is filled with the scent of oddly charming, savory seasonings that mask the dryness of the thin meat being sold. Despite its dark and dirty appearance, patrons are drawn in by the unique flavor that lingers on their tongues long after they leave. The owner barely survives, with barely enough money to keep up the stall and live.

The stall is small and cramped, with a wooden counter covered in a layer of grime. Dimly lit lanterns flicker above, casting shadows that dance across the walls, while the fog from the city seeps in, creating an unsettling yet intriguing ambiance.