Liselotte looked to him in surprise. "Oh…I'm afraid you're mistaken sir. I'm not in charge of the hospital, I'm just one of the regular staff. If you're interested in helping out you could ask around, or ask Griselda. She handles the clerical work and keeps the records." Seeing his eagerness to assist, she pulled out two chairs and took a seat. "If you don't mind me asking, could you give me a brief summary of what talents you bring to the table? It's not everyday that I get to meet people in a similar profession from abroad." She smiled, folding her hands in her lap. Alchemists weren't a common sight where she went, so it meeting a potential new fellow colleague was welcomed. "For example," She began. "-My specialty lies in treating poisons and handling toxins. Not the most exciting choice of a profession, but when I'm needed such problems disappear within minutes."

There was the sound of chattering down the hall, and from the pitch she guessed that Professor Ryou was talking to someone. There weren't any cries of dismay from the secretary, so perhaps all was well. The professor was simply too active for her own good.

Myouga flashed a beaming smile and put her hands on her hips at the rather insensitive man's question of her credentials. "Don't you know? I'm the great and magnificent Myouga–Professor of the Iria's Mage Academy!" She even struck a pose for emphasis. He then asked how it was possible that people could learn from her, and she replied rather bluntly: "Well, they gotta attend my lectures! Isn't that obvious? I mean, you can't learn if you don't go to class. I also give tutoring lessons for a fee! But only for locals in Iria though, can't spend all my time running around for work."

The sight of the kobold she was looking for pulled her attention away immediately. "Heeey!! You feeling better?" She then grinned when Ivacus inquired about her area of expertise. "Hehehe~ So you're interested in my day job, are you? Most people say the same thing the first time they meet me! Well not all teachers from Iria's Mage College are sticks-in-the-mud or stuffy old men! …Sorry Nick." Myouga muttered the last bit under her breath a bit apologetically. Whoever 'Nick' was, he wasn't present either so she was just talking to herself. "Anyways…So I teach courses on magical theory and world languages! I used to have more lectures on alchemy and enchantment, but I had a bit of an…accident." Her typical enthusiasm dampened a bit as she sighed. "Well I guess I'm lucky that I can still teach at all, but it's a real bummer when you can't even do demonstrations anymore–y'know?" Brightening back up, she resumed her cheerful demeanor. "I'm sort of a generalist–so I know a bit of everything! Er, almost everything! But if it's enchantments and alchemy, you're at the right place! Oh hey, didn't you say you were from some institution? What was it again?"

The arcanist vaguely remembered something the kobold said involving being from some academy. Either way, she was always happy to hear about new things going on in the academic circles. With spending several months out of the year researching and globetrotting, she wasn't always up to date on the latest and greatest. Plus, this was her first time speaking and seeing a kobold, so naturally she wasn't going to let Ivacus go.

Regi rose his eyebrows, "I've never been to an Academy, let alone a lecture and I seem to be doing just fine" he grumbled as she continued on her advertising pitch for the school listening to her talk to the kobold about old people and a person called Nick, putting it aside to the idea that she was crazy he rubbed his chin where his stubble once was and said "Iria's Mage Academy, I believe I had a customer from there once she wanted Tongs of some kind damn thing almost cost me a ton to make" reading his notebook quite further on the front indicating it was quite a long time ago, "I really wouldn't know where to start without my book, its got almost all the information I could need in" he stated.

After a few more seconds of scanning the pages he turned to speak to the Lizard, "Apologies for mistaking you as a large pet to the Professor here, but when I found her she was interrogating Cats for the wear abouts of a Lizard wearing clothes, you must understand my confusion" Regi chuckled smiling his eyes then became steeled looking him over, "I must ask why wear so many robes and demand not to take them off even when Medical help is required?" he took a step forward looking down at the reptile man, "I met many of mages from my home city and I gotta admit, none of them gave me an uneasy like yours, call it a shopkeepers gut feeling" his cockney accent breaking in with his last sentence before the young blacksmith went back to talking to Griselda about the best places to put the Rune and how to properly maintain it.

Oh Lords of the Underdark…his attempt to eventually diffuse attention away from himself was backfiring massively.  This was going to end extraordinarily badly for him.  

Normally if he wasn't completely flustered, he could lie his way through most anything.  But this woman was also from the Academy, as she so happily revealed, which would completely bust open the quaint disguise he had built around himself.  He would be hogtied and gutted if he was found out now…being a necromancer in a town besieged by zombies was not a desirable form of self-employment.  As for his conversational partner, this woman-girl's airheaded demeanor belied a rather impressive resume: teacher of magical theory, world languages, previously with alchemy and enchantments?  Needless to say she probably knew her stuff far better than Ivacus did, as he was what one might call homeschooled.  In fact, he was surprised a mage of her caliber hadn't noticed necromantic energies practically leaking from his small form at this point.

Not to mention, the fact that he, a self-taught necromancer, wasn't accepted to the prestigious College of Iria, but this…fruitlessly-brainless-stuffed-shirt-horn-headed-woman-girl could be a professor there?  It stung somewhere deep in him that made it hard for him to focus.

But still, he would have to think of something fast…definitely couldn't say he came from Iria…think, think….

After a long awkward pause of him furtively glancing around the room, he cleared his throat and spoke in as measured of a manner as he could manage: "What institution I come from?  Ah, well, uh, mainly just around the Caneluxssss area, actually…uhm…Adeluna, that's it, Adeluna.  There's a school there.  Where all the Adelunans go.  I'm Adelunan.  So I go there.  I teach…um…anatomy.  That's it…I think."

However, his flustered attempt at covering a lie he would have otherwise been able to smooth over was exacerbated by this bloody blacksmith coming out of the woodwork to put in his two silver crescents on the situation.  He was about to shoo him away with an insincere thanks for his apology, but then he just had to get suspicious of why he was so worried his robes would be taken off.  He simply gave the blacksmith a stare of frustration, his eye twitching slightly as he maintained a toothy smile throughout, attempting to seem as uncaring and calm about it as possible.  Though perhaps very badly.  "Thank you!" was all he managed to exclaim at him after he finished sizing him up and walked off to talk with someone about roons, whatever those were.

Thankfully, this blacksmith didn't seem to possess the brains to pursue the matter any further…but if someone else got on his trail, he was screwed.  He had to play it cool somehow…make them talk less about him and more about horn-headed-woman-girl-professor.  Especially as she had placed herself conveniently between him and the door.

"So…enchantments and alchemy?"  He thought back for a moment to his days in the Umbral Depths with his former master, Father Kreest.  He seemed to be interested in the stuff…he had Ivacus do a few things for him.  C'mon…sound smart…

"We…make a lot of…ah-kua-ree-geea," he said with a somewhat pained expression on his face, as pronouncing Aqua Regia from a years-old memory was proving rather difficult.  "To…dissolve…gold.  Yes.  Ahkua-rehgea, it dissolves gold right?"  He managed to smile, but it was obviously fake and strained.  He knew he sounded like an idiot, and it was killing him slowly to continue trying to keep this ruse alive.  But if the ruse died, he surmised he would too.  It was his only hope.

For once, he was thankful he didn't sweat…his face would be soaked right now otherwise.

Hans sits down on one of the chairs and listend closely to her, after that he spoke up
- Well I am able to do things most medics are required to, like for example properly treating an open wound and giving first aid, but my exact specialistaion is "fighting" against diseases through mostly Alchemical means, I know a spell or two but it isn't much realy. And while I did not have what could be called traditional education as ehmm heh well my funds were robed but I was thaught by an expert in the field, also I have my own alchemical kit with me at all times.

"Oh alchemy, I see. So I'll assume you mostly work with tinctures and other things to make tonics? I'm curious on what kinds of illnesses you've treated. Were they contagious or non-contagious?" She was listening intently now, resting her chin on the back of her hand. "I know some alchemists can be a bit…sensitive when it comes to disclosing formulas, so I won't ask about their details." Come to think of it, his attire was rather well-designed. A face mask would protect against contagions and prevent accidental contact with bodily fluids. And with clothes that protected against those same things, it would drastically reduce the chances of the doctor catching whatever their patients were suffering from. It would be laughable if the physician ended up becoming the patient due to flouting self-protective protocol.

"So about your mask, I find its design quite interesting. Do you know where I could perhaps procure one just like it? It would be useful when dealing with more risky cases of illness. Normally those patients are sent to the clerics as they can use a magical cure-all. At the moment I haven't heard of any sort of concoction which alchemists such as myself could use to achieve the same effects."

"Hmm, so you're from one of those private institutions then? I think Lise told me there were a few nearby once. Kinda hard to keep track since they're more like apprenticeships for guilds. Must be pretty tough living in Adeluna for you. Most people there are nice, but sometimes they aren't very friendly if you don't look human. The more 'different' you look the worse it gets I suppose. It's a mixed bag of candies–sometimes you get ones you like, and sometimes you get the gross ones." Getting sidetracked, Myouga returned to the topic Ivacus's falsified information. Not that she was aware really, but her persistence in making small talk was slowly narrowing down his options.

"So back to you! Anatomy, huh? I bet it's pretty convenient, since there's a big ol' graveyard off to the east of Adeluna. Like, waaaay to the east where the swamps start. It's not very popular for a class in Iria since kidnapping corpses from their graves is generally frowned upon. But nobody wants to donate their relatives for the sake of science, so what can you do?" The way the arcanist spoke made it seem like she knew this personally. It was difficult to decide which was stranger, the fact she knew anatomy courses required grave-robbing, or how flippant she was in talking about it. Realizing that this might cause a misunderstanding, she quickly added: "Oh, not like I'd do something like that or anything!" Grave-robbing was technically considered a crime.

The mention of aqua regia made her ponder for a few minutes, before she recalled it. "Aqua regia…aqua regia…oh! Oh yeah–that thing! That's something Lise works with a lot. Almost forgot about it. Yup, it dissolves almost anything; especially metal. People use it when they want to separate a mixture of two metals back into their individual components. I'm more into the whole 'whoosh' and 'bang' part of alchemy than the tedious stuff. It's fun when you take two things, put them in a circle, and combine them together!" Getting a mischievous look in her eye, she whispered to the kobold as if she didn't want the others to hear. "Wanna see? I can show you, but we'll need to go somewhere else. It'll be fun!"

Somewhere in the recesses of her house in Menomori, one of her newly-created goldfish plants was screaming. However, it was in a very thick-walled bell jar so no sound came out. A box of white chalk and some dried mandrakes were sitting on the counter nearby. 

(OOC: Just going to skip kingcrasy this turn)

Ivacus continued to look around fervently, trying his utmost to maintain his composure.  But whatever little he had was fast running out as she viciously hammered away at his alibis and poor excuses for fabricated histories.  He should have remembered that the only reason he remembered Adeluna well enough to drop its name in a hurry was because he almost got lynched by the local Human Superiority mob there.  And then he went into the graveyard…it's like she knew what he did in his spare time, raising bodies from the dead to help him pull off some menial task or another, or simply to practice his craft.  It's not like it was some great secret of evil, he never wanted to hurt anyone with it, but it was something deeply personal to him…his excursions in Perditi were part of when he felt most alive, and she just straight up knew all about them. At least, in his frantic mind.

But it would seem his desperate grab at talking about aqua regia paid off. She offered to take him somewhere else. That was all he wanted!

"Y-y-yes, of course Miss-Collegiate-Professor-of-Magic, I'd love it! Please, let's go already!" he said with a start as he grabbed her hand, attempting to literally drag her towards the door he was so desperate to leave. If it would get these people off his back, then that was all that mattered.