Sivene studied the other blankly, as she explained the language. Slaves, though, were something she knew much about. When it comes time to clarify that the language was not a strange elvish but another language entirely, she frowned and quietly redirected her attention to the mushrooms she had gathered.
She only looked back up as Huntress knocked on the tree they rested against.
She only looked back up as Huntress knocked on the tree they rested against.
Protection... like armor?She's never heard of any plant being used like that, except perhaps wood, and even that was a rare sight these days with iron and other metals much more easily available.
How does it protect?
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