[b]Renee Terfiel and Lanus Retily[/b]
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Renee's eyes narrowed with displeasure when she learned that the old man didn't know the ingredients to a transmutation fluid. How couldn't he? It was one of the most basic concoctions one would learn to make as an alchemist! Now she began to doubt the quality of the transmutation fluid he would give to her.

When Aldin arrived, Renee and Lanus's attention were momentarily locked on him. But before they could speak a word, the man already decided to leave.

"Well, he sure is in a hurry!" Lanus remarked with a smirk. "What? Does he not find the aroma of this place agreeable?"

Renee clucked her tongue in disagreement. As an alchemist, she was all too familiar with all manners of odd smells and scents. This place's odor was nothing she couldn't handle.

"Oh, he'll be joining us on our mission?" Lanus spoke, scratching his chin. "How curious. I wonder how well he handles himself in combat if he can't even handle this smell."

When the old mechanic gave the red liquid to Renee, the fae gave the bottle a good look, making sure there weren't any signs of abnormalities on the liquid.

[i]Huh, it looks perfectly normal… Maybe it's fine after all…[/i]

[i]Well, let's try it.[/i]

The fae took out an arrow from the quiver resting on her back. It was kept secure to the rest of her body by a simple sling rope. It pressed her green shirt tightly into her body, pushing her small breasts outwards, making them more noticeable. Lanus taught her to wear her quiver that way, saying that the spot between her breasts was the most secure place to have her rope in.

Opening the bottle, she sprinkled the red liquid into the arrow. Closing her eyes, she focused her magic into it, gripping it tightly.

A light breeze burst forth from her hand, making her hair, cape, and skirt flutter. She opened her palm, revealing a wooden bird chirping and flapping its wings.

The tiny bird took off, flying around her head for a little while before perching on top of her right ear.

"That's enough. You may return to your original form."

With another soft breeze, the bird transformed back into an arrow, which she readily caught before it fell to the dirty floor.

Storing it back in her quiver, she said to the mechanic, "Thank you for your help." She gave a small bow. "I'll make sure to repay your kindness later."

And with that, the two left the workshop, heading to where the rest of their party would be.