"Two spare sets of clothes, hat, textbooks, box of vials, bag of silver, ingredients belt, vial belt... portable alembic, mortar and pestle, silver knife, three standard autoquivers, one poison autoquiver... do I need anything else?" Ling had packed everything she normally needed when travelling outside the Academy. The request from the Kingdom of Jurai seemed to be more than a simple excursion, though, so she wanted to be prepared for as much as she could be.

"I think we're good to go. C'mon, Kei." Ling grabbed the aforementioned crossbow and its holster, fitting the four autoquivers to their spaces in the straps before slinging the whole getup over her right shoulder as always. The belt of filled vials went over the left shoulder. When taking her backpack into account, Ling's preferred method of carrying her weapons of choice was rather unwieldy, but she managed it all the same. She had to make a good first impression on these people and their fancy armed-to-the-teeth airship. After all, it wasn't every day that a pile of strangers turned up and asked for you, specifically, to join them on some grand adventure.

With everything sorted for the journey, Ling strode out of her laboratory and into the hall where most of the Alchemists had their lodgings and workstations. Some of the Elementals scattered across the room waved as she passed, and Ling returned the gesture. No sense in being a social pariah despite your unusual methods.

Outside the Alchemists' Chambers, the airship was rather hard to miss in the sunlight. Ling picked out the name [i]Dead Iron[/i] emblazoned on the hull. A rather ominous moniker. Still, it was good that it had a name, she mused as she crossed the Academy grounds. Already several mages had gathered: presumably, they had been summoned to the ship just as she was.

"Good day to you all... fine day for travelling aboard an airship, now that I think about it," Ling noted with a short laugh.