Sachni returned, laden with supplies. There were weapons, torches, climbing tools, and more. Preparation paid off; Unfortunately. So much for a peaceful trip. She hadn't even gotten the chance to buy souvenirs. Her best friend Maita would be so disappointed! Even monks weren't immune to the siren song of tourism. Sachni hoped things would calm down after this goblin incident. Maybe she could still enjoy the festival later.

She reported promptly to the Grand Alchemist. Beside her stood the gnome from before, and a...goblin? Sachni tried to hide her surprise. This woman would apparently be her team-mate. Best not to be rude. Sachni accepted Borume's religious blessings. The deities he mentioned weren't her own. But Sachni came from a place with over 10,000 gods. Accepting new ones came naturally to her. She bowed her head.

"Thank you, sir. I am ready to proceed."

Her new comrades also received a respectful bow.

"I am Sachni Mittacharikh. I look forward to working with both of you. May we be united in purpose and spirit."