At this point, Talashia makes her way down the stairs, squinting at a sheet of parchment in her right hand, while idly brushing at her long white hair with the fingers of her left. For a moment she runs her eyes over the common room until she locates the table that the others are sitting at, then she goes across to sit with them, wiggling in next to Caerwyn.
She looks a little tired, and isn't carrying the staff.
"Well," Talashia says as she puts the parchment down on the table. "It took longer than I thought it would, but I've done as I said. Have you eaten yet? I'm famished."
On catching a glimpse of Shai's wolf gobbling happily on sausage, her face falls a bit, and she shrugs.
"No matter. I have good news about what we found, and bad news. The good is that the potions and scrolls contain magic of considerable power, some of them at least. And also that many of them will be of direct use against chaos beasts...from warding off their attacks, to curing the curse they spread. I've labeled the ones that were not already labeled...and I've made a list here."
She taps the parchment.
"Now, the bad news. I am able to use the staff, and it is of...immense power. However, its power is fueled by dark forces that delight in torture, needless slaughter and eternal slavery. Using this staff would glorify those forces and further their aims, and..." She shakes her head.
"This is unfortunate, since in every other way, the staff would be our most potent weapon against the beasts. It's also unfortunate because finding a buyer we can sell to will be very hard. It's powerful, and thus valuable...but anyone seeking a staff like this would by definition have extremely questionable motives."