Wow. Cyanak was not planning on being the center of attention but already two people had come over to make sure she was ok. And they even agreed that the wizard had been rude. She wondered if they were traveling together and, perhaps more importantly, what they'd think of a sorceress.

The wizard simply stared at the blue-cloaked man before dismissing his familiar and walking over to an empty table. Cyanak decided not to pay him further attention, instead focusing on the two who had asked if she was okay.

"He, was, yeah. I'm alright, though. Lost a few things - I can make them again myself, it'll just take a while." She wouldn't dump the bag for now, if only because it'd take a while to unpack everything, and dumping a mixture of slumber sand, flash powder, powdered water, and burning dust in a busy tavern could have consequences. If nothing else, she fancied herself as the kind of person above making silly mistakes. She closed the backpack and considered asking if either one would be interested in buying her a drink.

Then again, she was pretty certain her Alchemist's Mercy was somewhere in that mixture too, if nothing else. Oh well. She wasn't going to buy water, though, not when her waterskin was still full. She stood back up straight. "Really, I'm fine." She beamed. "Though I guess I feel a bit sorry for whoever hires me. That was a lot of good stuff, ready to go." She tapped the backpack with her foot, gently to prevent further damage.