The offered meal, simple as it likely was compared to the tavern's glory days, still was incredible. Tourmaline rarely had something actually prepared, and the sweetened deer smells delicious.

But then Bartholomew is calling for everyone's attention. And his request is... unique, to be sure. His services, normally, have a price. But he also needed supplies to offer them. So the barkeep has asked for assistance, finding ingredients.

Tourmaline's more than happy to help with something like that, but his next offer is far more interesting. Dungeons, made to prove the mettle of the inhabitants of these caves long ago. He offers them now, to her and the others gathered, to hone their skills.

Her mind flickers back to her recent failings - of the deer in Gemini, of her Trial before Emuh, of others. She doesn't want to get anyone else hurt.

Instead, she finds herself hoping, Maybe I can finally do something right.

Looking up at Bartholomew, the determination was clear on her face. "Consider your challenge accepted."