"We lost what!?" Remey was understandably angry. They had lost an entire shipment of vials due to an issue coming from the direction of the mage tower. "How could the mages try and lift something so big by themselves? They were too young to be able to move such a thing with their magic. Now we have a bunch of broken vials that came from the cart crashing nearby." The cost was not major but it put the alchemy guild behind.
"We can just have an additional contest then. We have three vial makers compete for a year long contract and the other two will get an overflow contract as a bonus." Trish had been in this situation before. She had lost a close friend to old age and he had been responsible for the best vials in the forest elf city. After that, she had hosted a small competition to get a new vial maker.
