(( WOO! Almost tempted to let the jar drop...>_> Just to be that person. )<br/><br/>Celris fumbled with the jar as it was thrown at her, almost dropping it twice before finally grasping the thing. "Y-yes! Thank you!"<br/>Osbourne neatly caught the blade as it was thrown, examining the material. "Curious. When we return, I will wish to hear more stories of your exploits."<br/>Celris nodded gravely, "Me too, but for now we have to get going. The faster we destroy the Forges, the more likely it is we won't meet any of these new gods."<br/>She stared apprehensively at the jar, "Can this melt people?"<br/>Oz turned towards the door and opened it, ignoring Celris' nonsense.<br/>Celris carefully placed the jar into her knapsack, "I wanna learn how you make these too, when we come back! Promise me now!"<br/>She grinned, well aware of the fact that they may not come back, but completely assured, determinedly assured, that the Feral woman would live on.<br/>"May Aclan keep you safe from any other raids, miss! We'll do our best!"<br/>She got up to leave, casting a sad look down at her brother's armor. "Can you keep an eye out for my family? I'm...not entirely sure who is alive and who is dead anymore...but surely one must remain. Tell him I'll be back, okay?" She bit her lip and followed Oz outside.