 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
"Always glad to help," he replied to her thanks for the potions. It wasn't the first time he'd had to brew an antidote for a bad love potion and it probably wouldn't be the last. Adam’s hand stopped, but didn’t retract as multiple people started telling him not to touch things. All he could think of was where was everyone's sense of adventure? He might not have the best of luck but he certainly hadn’t lost his curiosity. Still, in the back of his mind he could imagine Zita yelling at him about taking chances that he shouldn’t be taking. ”You are all nein fun,” he teased as he finally put his hand down. He was a firm believer that sometimes taking risks were worth the outcome. It's what led to a lot of his potions blowing up in his face. He was distracted by another worker joining them. He heard her coming before she spoke. His head swiveled back towards Krendra though when she mentioned the trident. ”Airey? Ja… I can schtay around.” He thought about adding if he could blow the conch when they were done, but he didn’t think they would let him.
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