calm the turmoil

bring back the water

The alchemist nodded thoughtfully. "I wonder if the lore seekers know anything of it. Though...I think most of their ranks are outlanders, actually. So I am not sure. Amalia, might?" He mused, head tilted in soft consideration.

Twitching his lips to the side, the alchemist tried to recall. "A...staff that shoots fire. Some healing balm for the infirmary...a magnification sort of thing for one of the healers to see very small things with. A staff recently, for Amalia which heals..." For a moment, Remi's teeth clicked together, his smile widening though the emotion was suddenly gone for it. "A few things for Zariah." He mumbled in a low and unhappy tone, shrugging his shoulders slightly. "Two stones that glow red when a button is pushed to signal danger..." Were there more things? Remi could hardly remember at this point.

"Need..to...?" The alchemist repeated, brows furrowing over too-pale eyes that looked upwards in confusion before his sunny smile reemerged. "Nothing at all." He answered, his smile turning boyish as he extended a hand outwards, presumably for the reaper to shake. "Only that you would like to join us."

let the ships roll in

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