Nevin blinked, slowly, at the outstretched hand. He reached out and clasped Jacques' hand, shaking it firmly. "Nevin Aimaparapoiitis, alchemist, owner and proprietor of Herbal Magick in Stonevale, and A Single Drop here in Radasanth." Nevin tilted his head to the side, a slight frown on his face as he gathered up his belongings to follow Jacques into the back.

He didn't know just how similar blood magic was to the Magic of the Tap. It came from a divine, or semi-divine, source from outside the normal plane. Growing up in Salvar, talk of magic was fairly heavily frowned upon so he had no idea what the magic that people normally used was like. Would it reassure the alchemist, or concern him greater if this rune mage could manipulate the blood magic like any other?

Nevin shrugged and calmly paced after the barkeep as he led the way into this back room. Inside, Nevin rubbed his chin with one hand then pushed some of the hair from his face with an irritated huff. "Now. You do realize that there is a problem with experimenting with this?" He tilted his head to the side and watched the other man.

"I'm manipulating what is generally considered the life force inherent in blood to work my magic. I can do it because of the connection to the Great Flow, but - well. Don't be surprised if you can't. I don't know how rune magic would interact with this."