Emeric followed the rest of the party out of the Inn after he put away his Formulae book. It was one of those items you didn’t just slam shut and stuff into a backpack. He was a bit behind everyone but once they got into the shop, he lit up like a kid in a candy store.<br/><br/>He started checking drawers, jars, vials, boxes, tins, etc. But sighed when it was all mundane. It was still a sufficiently well stocked store that he could stock up on a couple of harder to come by items for his alchemical kits. He took up the letter after a few of the others had read it themselves before reading it himself.<br/><br/>"Well, I think it fairly obvious that we're not likely to stand around and do nothing. I'd hate to think of what would happen if that necromancer had gotten his hands on a Dragon graveyard full of dragon bones." said Emeric as he pulled out a chunk of licorice root from one of the many myriad cubby holes. Breaking it into parts, he tossed a piece to everyone. "Enjoy. Good for reducing stress, good for the stomach, and good for your immune system."<br/><br/>With that he popped the remaining piece in his mouth and starting chewing absently, "I think that if we're going to be teleported halfway, presumably, around the world then we might want a mode of transportation other than by foot or spell."