"Oh, never purchase items that claim to revive someone," Colwyn shook her head.
Asobi titled her head, "Why not?"
Clyde sloshed around his mug of ale, "Well, there're lots of stories, even while we've been in the guild about people wanting to bring someone they love back or a dear friend. It does... technically bring you back to life..."
"If you consider being a vegetable or being akin to the victim of a lobotomy 'back to life'," Colwyn affirmed.
"Hmm," Asobi poked her wand under her chin, "If I was reincarnated as a radish, would it be so bad? Also what's a low-bottomy?"
"Don't worry about it," Fumeko's eyes did not dart from the tome she was examining.
Hotaru's thumbs wiped off the condensation on the mug she cupped in both hands, "So what made you two become adventurers?"
The elven brother's mug landed on the table with a thud and he grinned. He unfurled one arm to his side and said, "Behold, my favourite seat in the guild."
