[color=bc8dbf][center][h1]Satilla Valen[/h1][/center][/color]

[center][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color]  THE (not so merry) TAVERN!. 
[color=bc8dbf]Interacting With:[/color]  The Group [/center]

  Well they had assembled it seemed. Satilla nodded at Kyra's words, the beetles had to be prepared fast. She threw a look at Thomas with a serious expression[color=bc8dbf].” Alright, give me one of the beetles, I will quickly separate one into pieces.”[/color] She stated, throwing a look at Keystone. He was the cook and naturally she suspected him being able to separate the glans would be a lot faster. Still she was a trained healer after all, she needed to know how to cut both herbs and bodies. Luckily she had rather sure hands if nothing else. She quickly pulled one of the now empty herb glass jars she had.[color=bc8dbf]” If we keep the glans in something like this, they will be protected and a lot easier to carry.”[/color] She stated and placed the small jar on the table, pulling out a knife ready to prepare a cut beetle.

 She then threw a look at  Nor who was seemingly waiting outside for some reason. She couldn't understand why he would do that even if the agreement was to meet there. It  was more than enough to check outside or out the window once in a while than waiting in the cold. Still she shrugged mentally, having a lot more attention focus requiring task at hand!

[color=bc8dbf] “By the way, the Apothecary is fishy...” [/color]She threw a quick remark.[color=bc8dbf]” I'm pretty sure he withheld the last ingredient Thomas needed. Seemed to give some weird excuse about it too. We should have that in mind at the very least. Never hurts to have possible troubles in mind.”[/color]