In the shadows of a darkened chamber, a strange figure walked over to a crudely made wooden desk. On the desk was a mud-made container shaped almost like a bottle.
"The formula is near to completion," spoke the being in a strange, archaic tongue. "but what could possibly be missing from it?"
"I have a suggestion, sire," said another, shorter similar being in the same language, "We need an aged mortal who is very insightful on bases of magical alchemy."
"Where can there be a mortal like that in these current times?" responded the taller one, "Especially with humankind, their technology and arrogance over nature blinds them to it all."
"You never know, your majesty," answered the shorter one, cautiously, "I for one think that they are still out there, definitely!"
"I suppose you are right," said the taller being, now feeling a few ideas coming into play, "Perhaps our 'search-spell' shall find the one seek."
The taller one then closed his eyes, raised his hands and hummed. Then he spoke. "Spell of locating the unknown...find us an aging mortal whom is experienced in the magical ways!"
And with that, a wave of magical power was cast out of this hidden base, searching for some aged Human who could possibly be experienced in supernatural ways and affairs. The spell would pretty soon end up finding the most unexpected and most unlikely of people.