"Huh, and here I thought that Remey would be more excited." Walker watched as the old master alchemist began writing down his to do list for the festival. The previous annoyance at their failed potion was nothing to him now.
"Old man, if you steal all the herbs how will others get them?' Remey felt that the old man had dastardly ideas for all the herbs and wanted to rescue them.
"Aren't you thinking? The alchemy guild needs a great deal of herbs to make sure that we can regulate the price and begin selling potions at set prices. If we lack that then we are just some small time group that doesn't have any weight to throw around. That's how the alchemy building does it. We have money so we buy power with it." Remey was getting taught a valuable lesson. One she would need to know when she was part of the guild she was trying to form.
