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"perfect," she puts the items down on the floor, then waves the staff over them. She says the words from the spellbook to turn the items into a Love Potion, "Louminal Olita Votiga Edo Pomila Otogo Tolida Invito Olide Noir!!"

She picks up the small pink bottle that appears where the ingredients used to be, and hands it to Jonathan, "don't misuse this..." She then goes back to her tables of ingredients.

She glares at Jonathan, "..." ,then she goes back to sorting the ingredients gathered by the helpful people.

Marius pocketed the two doubloons before asking, "Is there anything else I can do to help?" He had rather enjoyed his hunt for the parchment, and was more than willing to search for something else she needed.

Marius left the building and returned after awhile carrying the strange lamp. He didn't understand how this could be used in a spell, but that was why he was fetching ingredients rather than conjuring up his own spells.

It took Tracey so long, because he had to sneak into a wedding to get the veil. The first few days of searching, he went around the wealthy part of town and finally found someone getting ready to marry.

The wedding had been planned for a long while and the size and cost blew his mind. He felt very, very poor at that moment and remembered one of the reasons why he didn't want to marry; he would never be able to offer this. Well, maybe if he quested for the tome keeper until he was ten years older.

However, dwelling wasn't getting what he wanted done. He needed in, a man wearing a dark blue suit and shiny back leather boots, walked by not paying attention to what was around him. Tracey took a club made from a knotted cypress branch and followed the man until no one was watching either of them, the bride showing up helped take attention the other direction. Taking the club, he smacked the back of the man's head very hard. The sound of gelled stiff hair crunching was all that was heard. After knocking the man out, he stole his suite. He and the man were about the same size so the suite fit, he just hated it so much because of the feel of it. He was a pirate; silk wasn't a pleasant feeling for him if he wasn't feeling the gold of it afterwards. Placing a top hat, taken from the man's extremely fancy carriage, covered his bandana and made him look like fit in.

The ceremony was too long for its own good; at least the bride was captivating. She was glowing with happiness, and she did look extremely elegant. It was her veil he was interested in. If this wasn't it, then he was going to have to break into a royal wedding to find better.

A good half hour later, and many cups of tea and cakes later, the wedding was drawing to a close for that portion. As the man picked up the bride, they ran through a hail strome of uncooked rice. Of course the veil fell off, it was supposed to, and Tracey just helped it along. After folding the delicate veil he waited where he stood. Once everyone was gone, he changed back into his normal clothing and threw what he stole back onto the still knocked out man.

Back at the tome keepers, he hands over the veil, "Here you go."

( Sorry for not posting for a while sweatdrop )

Sarah smiled and took the veil, replacing it with 12 Doubloons. She placed the veil down with all the other ingredients that were going to be used for her many spells.



She then notices a new face, "Welcome, I think I can find something for you." She heads to her books and finds something that she could send the woman out to get. She grabs a piece of parchment and starts writing down what was needed. She then hands it to the woman and sends her on her way.

The note reads:

Slowly striding into the Research Room, was a girl of admirable beauty. She had just come from the local tavern, and was feeling much better. Rum always helped to calm the nerves. Well... In some ways more than others. "Hello?" She called out, wondering if she should even be in the room to begin with. "I'd like... A task, I think." Maybe I can get the cure...

Sarah glanced at the girl, she could instantly tell that something was wrong with her. "You, you have Tuberculosis don't you?" She asks the girl as she sighed. Sarah at least was immune to the disease from her years of magic. "You also are hoping I can make you a cure?" She laughs softly to herself, "There might be one in one of these many books, While you go on this task, I will see if I can find it," She smiles.

She grabs another piece of parchment and starts writing something down on it. She then goes to Annabelle, "Don't worry about infecting anyone in here. My magic should be strong enough to keep your sickness from passing to others." She then hands Annabelle the note.

The note reads: