"I don't care if we need to make more equipment. We will do it in rounds and just make the event longer. It's not in the budget!" Trish was done spending gold for the guild. She had brought the hammer down and was changing the way the competition would progress. The herbs were covered with the adventurers' guild and now the equipment was an issue. But she would not have more made. She wanted it to be reused every wave of the event.
"That's fine. I just want enough to have an even group." The old master alchemist was concerned that the even would go too long and they would run out of time. But when he spoke he saw the death glare that Trish was giving and decided just to accept it.
"You two really need to calm down. I can hear you from downstairs." The two looked at Remey who was holding a large barrel of herbs.
