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Rowan knew the other witch that entered a lot better. It was Iris and she had immediately set to brewing. As per usual, she looked all out of sorts for the morning. Never the less, she hadn't seen her for a while until all this so maybe she had changed. Looking at her golem, at least that had greatly improved. It was in all sorts of shambles a few years ago, now it could keep some coordination. But what was that it was holding? No no no no no, she wasn't about to trust the safety of herself and everyone in the room to a walking log.

Rowan took the highly toxic chemical out of the golems hands and well out of its reach. [color=007236]"Nah ah ah, you aren't doing this again."[/color] Rowan approached the witch dealing with dangerous chemicals. But Iris was also dangerously unprepared for the day ahead. [color=007236]"The Sisters said they had stuff we have to do today. Now go get yourself ready before you carry on with... uh...[/color] Rowan waved her hand over indicating toward the brewing concoction trying to find the words to describe it. [color=007236]"I'm not even going to ask what this is."[/color] Was Rowan being a little harsh? Maybe. But someone has to mom up in situations like this.

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Speaks with: Iris [@Blizz]