Mairi flusters brightly and laughs. "Calm down, there, tiger," she teases. "Consequently, though, I do know the basics of necromancy. I'm actually interested in your forge and your enchanting---- Oh shit, that reminds me!"

Scrambling over to her desk, she produces from the drawer an envelope containing several strands of siren hair and a few shed scales, which she hands to River. "It took hours of beachcombing but I'm hoping I found enough to get a few of those birdsong rings made. I'd, uh. Like to give them out to some of my close friends here."