d'Artagnan was never one for lavish parties and heavy socialising, the thought of trying to entertain a large number of guests made him shiver inside. Instead he wondered how many he could insult in the space of half an hour of it starting. The shade imagined quite a few, his gruff appearance and harsh words often led others to think bad of him and they wouldn't be too far wrong in their presumptions. Though despite his lack of interest in parties and his resentment towards the DIY specialist that was Illynx, the Doctor found an idea had woven into his head and quite cooly he plotted his own little stall with goodies. The Earth God hadn't given him all this knowledge for no reason after all and even though the bearded dear had offered him an ultimatum, apparently his death to healing ratio was okay for him not to be smited from the very ground he walked upon. Yet. As long as no accidental deaths occurred at the merry gathering though d'Artagnan couldn't help but think that it would make the event much more interesting.

In terms of wares to offer, the Nightshade only had one speciality and that was the fact he knew every poisonous plant and exactly where it was. He had chosen ones that were known to cause interesting effects on the body, but rarely did they stop the heart. Fun little gems that he hoped would liven the place up with horses who didn't quite know what they were doing or how to put one hoof in front of the other. The image imprinted on his mind was enough to bring a chuckle to his lips and an old reminder of the time he had Mauja drunk in dark cave, a time when walking through walls almost seemed possible.

The Doctor followed his dark coloured hound up the long, steep path that led to the Heavenly Fields until finally the top opened out before them and in the distance one could see the tops of snowy mountains marred by approaching rain clouds, the increasing wind ragged his hair about his face. Somewhere over there was home, hidden in the corner of the Frostbreath Steppe and full of his brethren. There had been a time when the shade had refused to call it home, when the demise of their reign in the Worlds Edge was still raw on his mind, but now it seemed better to let it go and plot secrets in snow instead. A natural fortress that had grown slowly on the Nightshade and eventually into a fond place.

With a look of busyness, d'Artagnan set about looking for the plants he would need to make a rocking festival.

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[IC wise if you're wondering what d'Art is talking about when he mentions the Earth God, he does have knowledge of all poisonous plants which was granted here http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=18...ight=Terra in the long distant past xD Just so you don't think I'm making it up lolol. d'Artagnan is collecting for his stand that will be at the festival hosted by the Aurora Basin in the Caela Insula! The plants he is collecting in this thread are Mandrake & Henbane & Thorn Apples

Feel free to join & help! Or hinder ^^
This is also set before Kou's death on his timeline!]