[h3][color=bedded][b][center] Thomas Richard Harrison [/center][/b][/color][/h3]
[center][indent][color=bedded][i]Location:[/i][/color] The Crossed Swords.
[color=bedded][i]Interacting with:[/i][/color] The Brunch Bunch [/indent][/center]

Evidently it was common source around here to learn how to stab people in the face and also do artisan work. Supposing then, Thomas would fight like a farmer. Which would necessitate his enemies to fight like cows. Keystone's comment take with a nod. He really ought to learn some basic techniques, just in case he found himself caught mispositioned. Or is it malpositioned? Dispositioned? One of those three ought to be the right word, though now was not the time to think about one's lexicon given the slightly concerning news Cyneburg gave regarding his friend. Ntaj it seems never returned from the graveyard of all places. A rather grim twist to think about, but hopefully Ntaj did fine and made his way out safely. Somehow. Don't dwell on these thoughts.

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[color=bedded]"Oh, uh I can uh, well assuming the ingredients are around, I can help with making potions. I've got an alchemist's kit and know a few simple recipes to brew up something that might help. There's a rather nasty way you can distil some tar into some alchemist's fire. That's sticky and the flame should produce light right?" Thomas piped up catching Sana's corundum regarding a potion to make light or at least the tailend of the conversation as he reported in. "Or if I can remember the recipe I think there's a way you can make Sunshine-in-a-Bottle. I might have written it down somewhere in my spellbook, I think. Might have glossed over it since it wasn't very useful at the time."[/color] Admittedly Thomas' alchemic knowledge was basic, but more than enough to prepare a few rudimentary alchemical spells using the techniques he learned to refine the compounds not just physically, but magically. There's a dash of the arcane arts involved, a hint of the mysticism that separated the pure herbalists and apothecaries from the alchemists.

Plus now Satilla was to be his eyes during his spellcasting. Although given they needed light, maybe he prepared the wrong spells again? But then again, maybe it was more useful to brew that Sunshine-in-a-Bottle and use that for light rather than spend the rest of the morning in meditation to prepare more spells for a fight that may or may not happen. Maybe two casts? To tally up to all his spells with a buffer. How many enemies would there be this time? [color=bedded]"Thanks Satilla, I'll be sure to stick with you."[/color]

And the rest came up for the debrief. Hopefully everyone's pants stays on though.