Ahnasha nodded. "Right." She commented, taking in a deep breath to try and get over her reluctance to speak. "Basically, I want to extend my life as you have. As Fendros said, I have already been learning about what I will need to do, but I know I am not yet skilled enough to do it. I just need something to help me along that path."

Marcaille's eyes scanned over Ahnasha, while her overall demeanor was skeptical. She gave a small huff and crossed her arms. "Hmm, I've been asked that question many times before, but people usually don't like my answer. Life extension is not some simple trick, no matter how you do it. Extending one's life is fundamentally tied to the concept of death. To extend your life, you will have to become a necromancer, and a strong one."

"Well...I am actually already a necromancer. As I said, I have already been studying this, and by that I mean I have actually been practicing the relevant skills, not just researching what I will need to do. I received a tome a few years ago that has helped me get this far, but it was not complete. If you have any notes you could part with or copy, I would be grateful." Ahnasha explained. 

Marcaille gave her shoulders a quick shrug. "Oh, well that's the hard part out of the way, then. Necromancy always leaves a bad taste in people's mouths. I'm hardly going to deny a request like this from one of the Champion's pack. But, I'm not just going to give you a book and let you figure it out on your own. No, I think I'd rather give you some lessons myself."

While certainly not disappointed, Ahnasha could not help but to be confused by Marcaille's offer. "I...thank you, of course, but...we will be leaving in a few days. I know these things take quite a long time to learn, so I don't think there will be time."

Marcaille began to chuckle. "I know, but that's not going to be a problem since I'm coming with you to Bruma. The Champion already approached me earlier. Apparently, my alchemical knowledge impressed her, and she wants me working on finding an antidote for that gas. It's going to be a big change leaving here, but after hearing what that gas does, I'm not about to sit around and do nothing about it. I suppose, when there's time, I can give you some lessons as well."

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La'khay closed her eyes and started shaking her head. "This was all just one big mistake, wasn't it? So much death and loss; it's horrible. Come here." She said, looking directly at Peiter. With the attention drawn to his arm, Peiter was once again visibly uncomfortable, but not so much so that he would completely ignore La'khay. He reluctantly stepped forward, only to be nearly taken off of his feet when La'khay stood up and hugged him. 

"La'khay wishes you could have just stayed here with us. People your age shouldn't be heading into battle. You still have your whole lives ahead of you; we shouldn't let them be ruined by some...faceless soldier's sword. La'khay would rather just leave this war altogether." She said, almost angrily.