Vaeri's expression immediately brightened when she saw Lob return triumphant to the group, eyewing in hand. So the people who got poofed weren't killed after all! Perhaps just taken elsewhere. Maybe if they were lucky the others would be able to be found within a few days. She pulled her bag from the cart and walked in as Shela was explaining the deal with Eyewings and the mucus(?) they secreted. Although she was glad that Lob was back, she kept her distance from him. It was obvious from the smell what he had covered himself in, and she was well familiar with the technique, but even knowing that, nobody wants to stand next to the guy covered head to toe in poo. The cleric produced  2 vials and cork stoppers from her bag, handing one set to Fiona, keeping the other for herself.

"I hope you won't mind me helping out as well." Vaeri twirled the vial in between her fingertips once before readying the glass tube to capture the second ingredient in 2 days. It was rather lucky, really. Lucky in a good way for once. It was almost if the goddess of fate was deciding their journey by rolling dice the way everything was constantly changing.