Green with Guilt

[Demetri Malius]

"... Must've been from all the training with Batman."

Batman? Demetri was about to ask who this poorly named villain was before the doc continued.

The masked doctor grinned. "What's your name please-don't-kill-me?"

Demetri gave a quick glance at the alchemist. Sure he had easily caught them, but their skills were admirable. For the stealthy doctor, it was clear that with enough effort, he could have masked his presence, the amount of skill he had was impressive. He need only to apply it.

"My name is Demetri Malius. As much as I would want to demonstrate what happens when I am followed, I have other matters to attend to. Luckily, both of you seem competent enough."

The doctor gave a raised eyebrow.

"Hey, I'll have you know I can beat Superman in arm wrestling. I'm more than just competent." The ninja doctor boasted while flexing his arm, and even though Demetri had no idea who these characters were, he couldn't help but question their truth.

"See, I am a master of my art, but I cannot act upon the entirety of this realm alone. I need others who can help in my endeavors, and others who I can count on to keep me up to date."

The doctor stroked his chin as he thought about it. "Sounds interesting... what's in it for me?"

Demetri laid it out for him. "A soon to be network of information across the eight verses, any information we gt becomes yours, and we shall also protect you from the law, bounties and the like."

The doc's interest was piqued at the word bounty. Well, if they could help with that, then just in case he managed to get himself in deep he would have someone to call in. Sometimes, going against the law was required for his goals.

"Now, you, with the goggles."

"Yes?"

"Are you a local resident?"

"I.. uh.. yeah I am." The alchemist seemed a bit worried.

"What is your occupation."

"I'm an alchemist, the best in Ambrosia." The man seemed to gain an ounce of confidence, proudly huffing his chest.

An alchemist? That would sure come in handy. Demetri had dwindled a bit with alchemy, but he was no expert in that.

"I'll make you a deal, keep my allies and I up to date with events and whenever you need any exotic ingredients that require a bit of... picking. You come to us, and we will get it. "

The alchemist gave a smile. He was no law breaker, but this deal much more than tempting. As long as he kept his own nose clean he could have access to a much wider array of materials and ingredients in which to create experiments. He was sold. "Don't have to ask me twice. The name is Finneas, by the way."

"Well met, Finneas, Finn if I may. I hope business runs smoothly between us." He gave a green as they shook hands, before Finn then began his trek back to Ambrosia, a look of anxiousness and excitement in his face for future experiments.

"Now back to you, Doctor... Mcninja was it? I must say I haven't heard that surname before. What say you about joining my side? I shall soon be deploying a base of operations in Camelot. You may join me in my journey to Camelot, perhaps go off on your own goals if you wish, or, if Finneas has any requests in mind, you two may help each other out. He may be able to provide you with materials for any of your medicine. I will keep you updated on anything pertaining to the guild. I trust you accept my offer?"