Amongst the ravages of a continued conflict, as blades clash and the fates of many are held in the balance... the signs of a particular slime's own interests can be found. Murmurs and mutters about some tall, blue figure in the vague shape of a person, in search of 'slime organs'. Of loud, bombastic remarks made on the subject, with little care to the odd stares and silence it earned amongst the more common of folk.

Until, amongst announcements of war preparations and lessons for medicine and psionics alike, a colorful little spread of an announcement can be found spread just about anywhere one could be expected to walk. From lampposts to the trunks of trees along weathered paths, the slime's presence could be spotted:

WANTED: Various assistance in the pursuit of Slime Science!

Quote:"You read that right! There's a ton of stuff I've been meanin' to get done, and that means I need YOU to help (ideally!)"

"I'm on the lookout for a whole bunch of different sorts, from certain talents to magical proficiencies, who can help me realize a whole bunch of new stuff I've been wantin' to do! From neato organs, to gloves that'll help me get people patched up better, and makin' the Cobalthine Grove even better than it already is!

...Such bombastic writings aside, what remains after the fact is surprisingly straightforward. Seanius thankfully not forgetting to specify those in particular she's seeking out:

Those proficient in Air or it's related studies focused upon similar intents, in assistance with creating a pair of lungs that'd assist in more varied expressions of mana.

Those familiar in matters of Mana Absorption or Fire, for consultation regarding a stomach made with the specific needs of a slime in mind.

The Slime Gloves, while making no boast for a magi in specific beyond the Wellspring of sort, do request the aid of any accomplished artificers willing to give their aid - particularly those familiar with handling Orichalcum in the form of wiring.

And the Cobalthine Grove, as to be expected, is in need of a Nature magi willing to help further embolden it's presence.

...And with that, all that was left is a colorful doodle. One of many dotted as far around Meranthe as the slime could manage.