[H1][center][color=fff200]ETZO[/color][/center][/h1]


Etzo snatched his hand back after the knight finally released it from his grasp, eyes narrowing as he watched the armored man for any further attempts to a cost him. After a few moments however the hylian regained his normal composure, a cramping sensation alerting him to the fact he had unconsciously gripped a vial filled with a rather viscous fluid sitting his robes. Unclenching his grasp, the young alchemist prepared to return to his pleas to have the deku examined when he was once more interrupted.

His eyes lit up a little as he saw the sheikah attempt to gain his attention. He'd seen a handful of the secretive race since coming to Oasis, though he was no stranger to the race having always been excited as a child to see Impa the few times she would come to the home in Kakariko village. He'd attemted to negotiating few times with the ones here, having always heard the warriors would on occasion use poisons and drugs on their missions, but the clans clung tightly to their own secerets.

Etzo was pulled from his thoughts as he saw the note the shiekah trying to draw his attention to the note on the table. Never one to deny his own curiosity, Etzo quickly read through the note, a look of discontent as he saw that his supplies were indeed seemingly in danger. This look was quickly replaced as he saw the report of the creatures attacking, his dreamy smile returning as he marveled at uses he could find with this collection of ingredients, and as luck would have it,  they were walking straight to him almost. He didn't particularly relish the idea of entering a skirmish, but those soldiers were damn butchers. Rarely could he find a usable part in the remains they brought back.

Besides, he doubted the men fighting would be likely to bring his bubbles home alive if they found them.

[I]"First of all," Gerik began, "as soon as the supply convoy is rescued we're all going to sit down and have a nice, long discussion about this Triforce business, and what we're actually going to do with these pieces some of you have apparently felt the need to keep hidden. Secondly, I'm in no mood to babysit today, so either make yourselves useful or stay out of the way!"[/i]

The scrawny alchemist hesitated a moment, a groan escaping as he saw the knight who had so recently accosted him was coming along, but nevertheless his hand went up,[color=fff200] "While I'm not particularly keen on joining the muscle on the field," [/color]he said, a hint of excitement raising the pitch of his voice, [color=fff200]"it's be a shame to let such a specimen go to waste out there in the dunes, and I while I appreciate the efforts your men put towards protecting us"[/color] he said, catious as he continued [color=fff200]"they're hardly what one could call precise, so if I could have but a moment to gather some supplies," [/color]Etzo continued as he already began edging towards the door "I'll be meeting your men at the gate," the last few words trailing off as he already headed out the door, not waiting to for any form of confirmation from the obviously agitated Gerik. As he made his way back to his workshop, the eccentric alchemist's head was a whirlwinf of activity, already preparing a mental list of supplies he could need.