Arc 1: Who Plants His Footsteps In The Sea

[Blackadder]

"We already have employment." Severantine said, before reaching into his pouch - the money pouch - for some coin and placed it in front of the tapster. "A drink for myself, and for my friend, if he decides against the well water." Truthfully, he hoped Bleak did, for the villages like these weren't often fastidious about the cleanliness of their water, which led to disease.

 

[Lenasaurus]

Bleak was somewhat puzzled by the barman's response, as his request and the stated facts seemed at-odds. What about this building made it heresy to find refreshment? The man's tone held enough kindness to give pause - Bleak only responded with silence and a thoughtful nod as he reviewed what he had learned - his drink could wait until he understood this.

But then Severatine offered him a drink. While indifferent to disease, the Laman was always grateful for another's generosity, so Bleak inclined his head toward alchemist.

"I will be glad to partake with you," He assured with a polite smile, "My thanks."