Sivene watched as the Huntress reached to scoop up a poisonious mushroom. She tilted her head,
In what?She inquired, leaning forward patiently, eagerly. She wanted to learn more about other cultures; though maybe not the shems.
Pretty common,she stated, claiming the canteen. She drank from it deeply,
Especially in the dark woods, the corners where they bury the dead.She wiped her mouth, and held the canteen in one hand as she watched what the other woman picked up.
Do you make poisons?
06-22-2023, 07:36 PM
