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[OPEN] You Swim, I'll Wade [herb gathering]

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Herophilos :: Plain Black Dragon :: Toxic Breath prissy
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The air was hot, muggy, hinting the presence of nearby water. She meandered through the brush, a light glaze of sweat glossing her alabaster coat. Her black markings and hair did not help her in this situation. She worked through it, a persistent traveler in this land. She was close to her destination, though she felt like giving up anyway. But what kind of caretaker would that make her? (Not a good one)

Gather the herbs.

She stepped from the verdant into a clearing with a large rotunda at it's center. Glass covered it's roof, and drapes lined the entrances, though they moved not, for this summer day lacked a breeze. Agnodice breathed a sight of relief, pleased to find herself where she was hoping to be. Now all she had to do was gather the herbs.

This task was a bit more difficult than it sounded.

She could not bring back any rotten products, or ones that could be located at her herdland. And she needed a lot of them, perhaps more than she could carry in her tiny jaw. She furrowed her brow, determination triumphing over any self doubt that had been forming in her mind.

She moved to the water's edge, hoping to find something (anything) there. She stepped into the water, reveling in it's cool as she searched. She poked around the plants tenderly, sifting through them meticulously. Her brow furrowed some more, eyes widening as she spotted familiar pale petals, shaped like a trumpet, sitting at the water's edge. Cotton Bush. A deadly poison sure to give it's victim a painful demise. Agnodice could not see how it could be useful to her...

But she grabbed some anyway.

She stalked up the bank, the Cotton Bush nestled between her onyx lips. She held it softly, shyly, careful not to ingest any of it, or even touch her tongue to it. She would take no chances with this plant. She sat it beneath a tree, laying next to her poison to rest before continuing her search for herbs.



gathering herbs and the like - open to all

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You Swim, I'll Wade [herb gathering] - by Agnodice - 11-04-2015, 09:40 PM

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