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After a moment of hiding behind her book, Myrravel's natural curiosity began to win out over her embarrassment. Her ears were still pink, but there was something about the discussion of vines and water that piqued her professional interest. She looked at the supposed couple that had seen her almost take a fall and nodded to them, affirming that she was alright. Then, her attention turned to those near the well. She closed her book, carefully tucking it into her satchel and approached them.

[color=39b54a]"Um, excuse me,"[/color] she said, stepping forward with a mix of scholarly confidence and social awkwardness. [color=39b54a]"I couldn't help but overhear - well, actually, I could, I was rather absorbed in my reading about Thornie the Frostbite, but..."[/color] She caught herself rambling and cleared her throat. [color=39b54a]"I'm Myrravel Velasien. Myrr, if you prefer. I'm an alchemist, and I might be able to help with the water situation."[/color]

She approached the well, her earlier embarrassment forgotten as she slipped into her element. [color=39b54a]"If we're dealing with a temporary solution, I could use water magic to help draw up what we need while repairs are being made."[/color] Her hands moved expressively as she spoke, warming to the topic. [color=39b54a]"And if we're using vines for rope, I know a few herbal treatments that could help strengthen them against wear. Though..."[/color] she peered down into the well thoughtfully, [color=39b54a]"we should probably test the water first. Leafy the Lavender always tells me to be careful with old wells - I mean,"[/color] her ears pinked slightly as she caught herself giving plants names in front of strangers, but she pressed on, [color=39b54a]"it's important to check for contamination in abandoned water sources."[/color]

She stood her ground, genuinely eager to help despite her social awkwardness.

Pulling her component pouch from her side, Myrravel began rummaging through it, muttering softly to herself. [color=39b54a]"Now where did I put... oh."[/color] Her enthusiastic expression faltered as she dug deeper into the pouch. [color=39b54a]"Oh dear. I seem to have used the last of my testing supplies in that swamp near... and the Sunfruit extract is..."[/color] She looked up apologetically, her ears pinking again. [color=39b54a]"I appear to have run through most of my stores during my travels. I don't suppose there might be an herbalist's shop nearby?"[/color]

She glanced around at the abandoned buildings, then gave a self-deprecating laugh. [color=39b54a]"Right. Abandoned town. Not likely to find a fully stocked alchemy shop around here, is there?"[/color] Despite her embarrassment at being unable to help as promised, her eyes had already begun scanning the surrounding area with scholarly interest, clearly wondering what useful plants might be growing among the ruins.

Her gaze lingered on a patch of wild growth near one of the crumbling walls. [color=39b54a]"Though..."[/color] she pulled out her book again, flipping through the pages with practiced ease, [color=39b54a]"if some of these plants in my book actually exist, this kind of place would be perfect for Harty - I mean, the Heartvine. It tends to grow in abandoned places."[/color] She glanced up at the others, then back at her book. [color=39b54a]"And if we could find some Glowroot in the area, its bioluminescent properties make it excellent for testing water purity. Though we'd need to check the nearby caves for that..."[/color]

She trailed off, realizing she was falling into her old habit of thinking out loud. But her eyes continued to dart between the well, the surrounding plant life, and the distant tree line, her mind clearly racing with possibilities. [color=39b54a]"I suppose the first step would be to catalog what's actually growing around here. Can't make proper testing solutions without knowing what ingredients are available."[/color] She adjusted her satchel, already mentally preparing for a botanical survey. [color=39b54a]"And maybe while we're looking, we might find Vinnie the Sadstrand - though hopefully not, since it only grows near tragic places..."[/color] she added in a quieter voice, more to herself than the others.

Her fingers absently traced the worn cover of her book as she spoke, a gesture that seemed to be a habit when she was deep in thought. [color=39b54a]"At the very least, I should be able to tell which plants definitely shouldn't be growing near a water source. Sometimes the local flora can tell you more about water quality than any alchemical test."[/color]

Myrravel caught herself mid-ramble about flora, suddenly aware of how far she'd drifted from the immediate problem. [color=39b54a]"Oh! I'm sorry, I got carried away with plant possibilities again."[/color] She turned to the treasure hunter with renewed focus. [color=39b54a]"If you're planning to keep working on the well, I could at least use water magic to help draw up what you need for now. Even without my testing supplies, I should be able to..."[/color]

She trailed off as she noticed the new arrivals approaching the group. The sight of more people made her instinctively clutch her book a little closer, but she fought the urge to retreat back into its pages. It was strange, she thought, how many people seemed to be finding their way to this abandoned hamlet today. Perhaps there was something about this place that drew wanderers like herself.