It wasn't long before the other guests at the Inn started to arrive, along with more food. Slowly, Tala was getting used to being near people again. The room filled with people of more kinds and shapes than she saw even in the biggest cities, and their chatter. Unable to help herself, Tala started listening in, doing what alchemists did: Seeking customers. Already she heard the female staff mentioning her in whispers, but somehow she doubted she could make much coin in an establishment that required no pay. But she could always cash in favors.

It wasn't long before one particular conversation caught her ears though. [i]"..She was victimized. When I found her, she wasn't alone. She was fleeing a man. Not just any ordinary man but what I would presume to be an alchemist or at least some time of brew enthusiast..."[/i] Tala's fist coiled and she started trembling in rage. The highest law of the guild was to never meddle with life. Living creatures were not to be tested upon, or, gods forbid, created. The highest echelon a guild alchemist was allowed to reach were animated constructs, made to have no mind of their own except obeying the master's orders.

That one must have been a rogue. Of course, where there are rules, there are those who break them. Breaking the law from time to time was part of alchemist's life. Sometimes, it was the only way to acquire a needed resource. Tala even had a soft spot for thieves, judging their art the same as her own. It takes the same amount of skill to pick a lock as designing it. But murderers and others like the one who apparently hurt a being as beautiful as a fairy Tala wouldn't hesitate to kill. And now the Guild's laws required her to act. "E... excuse me." she stammered to the blind girl and got up from the table, slowly making her way to the trio with the fairy.

She nearly turned back when she saw the company. she wouldn't probably be able to hold her own against the man with dog's head, let alone a dwarf or the dragonman. He especially could probably snap her like a twig. But when her eyes fell upon the poor fae, Tala nearly broke in tears. With new determination, she stopped shuffling and took a few slow yet firm steps the rest of the way, her red cloak flowing behind.

Approaching the table with her gaze pointed to the floor, she briefly wondered what to say. "Forgive me for eavesdropping, but I overheard your story." she said, her voice ever so slightly laced with fear, "If your friend was wronged by an alchemist, then as a member of the Guild, I must make amends." she said, pulling her hood off and half kneeling. Her teary eyes briefly flashed before the raven hair covered them. "If I can undo what harm was done, so shall be. If you demand me as a servant, so shall be. If you demand blood be spilled," she said with a barely noticeable pause, fighting a gulp, "so shall be." she recited, removing her ring and offering it in her outstretched palm. It was a symbol as old as the Guild itself. Whoever possessed an alchemist's ring was their lord and master, be it a fairy.