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08-07-2016, 08:06 AM
Lena I'm buried and covered peaceful under millions of stars
They came on her heels, on her footsteps, on her summons, and the small congregation blessed her, anointed her, consecrated her efforts because they willing to learn, willing to share, willing to regard their life’s work to benefit another’s. Her smile radiated in utter bliss, and she didn’t doubt her cheeks might hurt for days afterward, was her laughter so full, and were her pursuits so bright. She paid close attention to the belles hastening to her call, to the child with fire on her back, to the pale femme whom she’d seen at almost every turn, to the blue friend (carrying something to behold; she’d have to be congratulated later) sharpening her skills. “Of course,” she obliged the other Mender, the young, glowing femmes who wanted to assist in their discoveries, glowing in vivid silence as Tiamat explained their reasons for being in the midst of valleys and sun. In beautiful form, she conveyed the regal stature of an herb; why they meandered, why they searched, why they sought out these precious jewels and gems of the grasses and forests - always to guide and aid their fellow brethren. The nymph followed the sea mare’s words thereafter, gliding on a hum, on a trill, on a birdsong floating along the wind. “It would be a shame to not educate ourselves on how to soothe our family and friends. Even if you don’t possess a healing magic, these herbs will be able assuage those who ache.” We must never be useless. We must never be idle. As the creed flowed through her mind, her eyes caught a small shrub near them, with alternating leaves, arranged by oval patterns and small, rich yellow flowers that had yet to completely blossom (not yet encouraged by the correct season; they usually sprung in the midst of Orangemoon, trying to match the wind and the chill). “For instance,” she remarked, growing closer to the plant, indicating with her cranium for them to join her, gather around a piece of wildlife that others would deem insignificant – and they could deem brilliant and extraordinary. “This is witch-hazel. We may use its leaves and bark to reduce swelling, sores, or bruising.” Her stare flickered over each and every creature before her, the smile returning, the adventure being cast. “There are many others within this meadow that can be a wondrous service to us. I challenge you to find one more – if you find something appealing, Tiamat or I can inspect and ensure its medicinal properties.” |
Healing: All-Heal, Aloe Vera, Angelica, Blessed Thistle, Calamus, Catnip, Chamomile, Cleavers, Comfrey Leaf & Root, Dandelion, Echinacea, Elm, Eucalyptus, Garlic, Geranium, Horehound, Juniper Berries, Licorice Root, Marigold, Milk Thistle, Motherwort, Mullein, Peppermint, Pine, Raspberries, Wild Cherry Bark, Willow, Witch Hazel, Yarrow
Poisonous (if you want to be that guy ;D): American Persimmon’s Fruit, Black Walnut, Boxwood, Buttercup, Choke-Cherry, Common Cocklebur, Crofton Weed & Mistflower, Crotalaria, Curly Dock, Field Horsetail & Brakenfern, Foxglove & Yew, Hardhead Thistle, Horse Chestnut, Pokeweed, Ragwort, Red Maple, Stinkwood, Waterhemlock
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