Virbank City

“Follow-up question, second question, whatev.” Radegast shrugged. He was more interested in this Magnemite’s dealings with Crimson. As he listened, he looked to the shredded sleeve. He then began removing the suit when the answer came regarding repairs. AS he stepped over and handed the suit to the Magnemite, the Lord-Regent continued, “All I know is it was made in Johto. The plates came from metal shavings from a Steelix. I’m not entirely certain what provided the leather portion, though…” Much like most things, Radegast did wonder how the Graveller tribe and the past human friends made leather. The implications were not lost on him, but the armour was made in a vastly different time.

Hearing Dr. Eckels speak of Crimson, Radegast felt fine about disclosing the intel he had obtained over the past several days. “Last I saw, Crimson was investigating stuff relating to the shadow corruption as well. I was sent here to scout for the Guild- matter of fact. I think the other scouts got back by now, but I haven’t seen’em since we landed. Now I’m just tryin’ to get back to the Guild with the info I got, or figure out how to help Liam and Salt here.” He looked to the two of them, There was a flicker of a hopeful smile, but it vanished just as he glanced back to Dr. Eckels. “Ideally both, but I dunno how they’d fit into the Guild, man.”

“There’s other stuff too,” Radegast added, “Stuff I can’t let stand just ‘cause some crazed Diancie’s stirrin’ up trouble. I don't make them often, but I got promises to keep.”

"Oh, everyone's got promises to keep," the Magnemite chuckled lightly, as he took the armor and placed it on the workbench, examining it closely, "Whether they end up keeping it, however...that's an entirely different situation. The promises people tend to keep are the ones that mold well with who they are. Otherwise...well frankly, it's no simple task to commit one's self to a means or an end. They will have to make sacrifices along the way. They must...become an entirely different person. Not everyone's ready to move on from themselves and become something else...for better or for worse. Regardless, I wish you well in those endeavors."

"But speaking of promises, I'd like to make one between you and me right now," Dr. Eckels turned around, hovering towards Radegast, "If you tell me where this Guild is located and do a little bit of resource gathering for me, I'll be able to provide the means of transportation to get us there. That way, you can provide your information to the Guild and I can reunite with my old friend. Does that sound like a plan?"

He extended one of his magnet appendages for Radegast to shake.

Liam wasn't paying too much mind to the conversation going on. He did glance over to Salticidae, noting her composure.