The Nexus

[Necro-Leaf Reasearch] Olvisin is unsure what to think. She's heard of people living a long time - rumor has it Dena and Kirk are well over a hundred. But it's still hard to wrap her head around. Still, not important right now. "Add some kind of acidic substance, maybe? It will continually wea...

[Necro-Leaf Reasearch] "A seaside mountain range, riddled with goblin tunnels. I can't remember how old I was when I saw the sky for the first..." Olvisin pauses as something Jerick said catches up to her. "Wait, four centuries?" "Yeah. Right now I think I'm at least five h...

"Disappearing ink? That's a new one." Mai drinks another glass of wine. "But I'm not surprised you can see that. The short version is, Mai isn't my real name. But if I go around introducing myself with my real one, people will forget me once I'm gone. Mai the itineranr laborer is an ...

[Necro-Leaf Research] "You sure have everything and the kitchen sink here." Olvisin grins. "You'd feel right at home with our alchemists. Where do we start?" Downstairs, Mai tries not to laugh at Asami's insistence she's not a kid. She's also obviously supernatural in some way, ...

"You also need to avoid being eaten by the dragon," Olvisin points out. "Before coming here I thought dragons were a fairy tale. A healing factor? This could have some medical applications if we isolated it." [Necro-Leaf Research] "That I have no doubt. Let's see... What ot...

"The undead I'm familiar with aren't fond of fire." Olvisin watches Jerick work carefully. "But then, I'm told they burn easily, so maybe it adds up. What are you testing it with?" "Acid. Dragon acid specifically. To make the stuff, you gotta find a black dragon, harvest so...

"Maybe. Can there be undead plants?" Olvisin wonders aloud. "We could apply it to more freshly dead plants and see what happens." "Yes, that sounds like a wonderful idea. But first, we need to know what this plant does. We know that it strengthens fire but what else? Hmmm.....

"It seems to be what held the whole substance together." Olvisin is peering intently at the tar. "A binding agent of some kind. Maybe they caused the liquid to adhere to the leaves? Could be what made the reaction stronger, too." "Okay, so. It seems like the tar and the flu...

"That's a neat gadget alright. My sister would do a lot to get her hands on one of those." Olvisin puts on the goggles. "Now let's take a look..." She leans over the black substance with the magnification on. "Okay, so this liquid seems to be holding the power that changed ...

Olvisin picks up the cylinder and opens it, then carefully peers inside. "It looks like tar. Doesn't smell. What do we have that can take a closer look?" "Well, I have these goggles." Jerick points to the goggles he was wearing and seems to always be wearing. "Thanks to hav...

Olvisin sniffs the air and grimaces. "That's not how a plant should smell. And I don't remember any plants that would glow like that. Not even down in our tunnels." "Well, I'd say we start with the glowing green fluid. I normally start with the gases, then move to the liquids, then s...

"Yeah, this isn't my first time in a lab." Olvisin looks around. "Or... something like a lab. I've worked in weirder places than a tavern room." "Well, I just assumed you haven't used something like this, being from a different universe and all that. But now that I think of...

"Diffusing them sounds like a good start." Olvisin pokes the diffuser with a metallic finger. "See what they're made of before blending them together." "Okay then. To use the diffuser, you must first prepare it by stuffing one of the cylinders with a moderate amount of what...

"Thought you'd never ask." Olvisin flexes her cybernetic arms and sits down. "What other methods do we have? Boiling them?" Jerick grins like an insane scientist that's about to blow something up. Then again, to untrained eyes, or overtrained eyes, that is exactly what Jerick is...

"Well, I'm not too clear on what a pine tree is, so... that's a no." Olvisin gives a brief, toothy grin. "That's the right approach, though. I came here as a mercenary because folks back home seem to have forgotten it. Wrapped technology up in rules, tradition, proper procedure... ba...

Olvisin peers closely at the leaves, her ears flicking up and down. "That's a venerable method of inquiry, for sure. Plants aren't exactly my specialty, but I'm pretty sure most of them don't glow." "Well, I'm not much of an herbatologist either, but I do know how to find the effects...

"So how did you manage it? Was it the old reliable 'throw stuff into a fire to see what happens' method?" Olvisin sounds like someone well familiar with it. "That's it. Whenever a fire happens, I throw whatever I have at hand that I don't already know the effects of. In this case, I ...

"Electricity and wiring? I know a thing or two about those. My brothers know more, though." Olvisin's cat-like eyes peer at the fire. "What do you mean by a new fire, though?" "Well, it's new because it is different to normal fires. This doesn't seem to produce any smoke, t...

"I just don't let anything slow me down. Besides, I had the advantage of coming here on purpose and along with many other goblins, including three of my siblings," Olvisin says as she steps into the room. "So what are you working on?" "Well, I was trying to figure out how e...

Olvisin is quite familiar with the look on Jerick. She's had to face an experiment gone wrong once or twice in her time. Even if her field is different. "Hi Jerick. I came by here and wanted to see how you're settling in. The Nexus can be overwhelming to a new person. And us small folk should ...

From what Olvisin has seen of Jerick, it does seem like a good indicator of where to find him. She heads upstairs, follows the smell of smoke and knocks on the door that it comes from. As the door opens, smoke billows out, eventually dissipating. In the open doorway, hand still on the knob, Jerick ...

Olvisin steps into Trog's, with a confident swagger that seems to compensate for her naturally short statue. She looks around for Jedrick, curious how the gnome is settling into the Nexus. Besides, it's refreshing to talk to someone who is around her size but isn't another goblin. Jerick is nowhere...

Marianne nods. "...It looks like it, yeah. Which I guess isn't that surprising." She stands and gives Jerick a little peck on the cheek. "Thank you anyway. Maybe we'll be able to do business some other time." A sense of contentment radiates out from where the angel's lips make c...

"...How does that help me?" Marianne asks, looking over the flask. "I don't see any liquids here that help with my problem. And the pen... well, I think I know what that does, but wiping my memory is... is too much. I might lose what's bothering me, but... I'll be losing a lot of val...

Marianne stares for a moment at the items in his hand, apparently deep in thought. That's a complicated decision, isn't it? The flask or the pen. She needs to carefully weigh the pros and cons, consider all the variables, and- "...So what exactly are those?" ...Figure out what the decisio...

"No. No I do not." Marianne scowls. "That's just the way it is, okay? I didn't come here expecting to fix that particular problem. If I can't do it while being backed up by the best in the business on multiple fronts, I don't bloody well think you can do it." Marianne crosses he...

"I'm gonna stop you right there." Marianne replies, plopping her wine bottle onto the table. "Because no, there's no way you could possibly just turn them into angels. Much the same way you couldn't make a potion to turn me into the president of... I don't know, somewhere. The point ...

"That's literally exactly what I tried." Marianne mutters, swirling the bottle in her hands. "And it turned out to be an unqualified disaster. I'll be lucky if eternity goes by and any of them are willing to speak to me again. As it stands... I'm pretty sure Euy would put a bullet in...

"Well, I did know a demon hunter for a while. He taught me a lot about monster's weaknesses, but nothing about celestials and demons." Jerick picked up a roughly bound book from one of the shelves, skimmed through it, and put it back as if confirming something. "I think if I kill you...

"Well, in that case, I see two options. Either directly turn you into a demon or directly turn your friends into angels. Or kill all of your celestial and infernal forms, then resurrect you all as immortals, which believe me is possible, so make that three options. Or maybe you have an idea of...