Complete Private Eastern Brisshal The Honey of Home; A Foraging Adventure

Siondhe

❮ Shield of Hope ❯
B
Messages
829
Gold
0
Mastery
0
Valor
3
Event
0
Special
0
Kyra

Honeyhome, a place that she had visited a few times now. Once again she'd found herself directed to the small village on behalf of the Merency Emergency Encampment - this time with the request to find a collection of plants and herbs that were often used in numerous mixtures to create medicines provided to patients. Once again, she found herself wondering who thought that she was a good prospect for field work. She'd never shown any aptitude for it - her skills lay within the realms of healing, for sure, but finding materials and braving the unknown wilds? Never her strength.

She wandered into Honeyhome, smiling at the few individuals she passed on the way, and skirting wide around a pair of horses that were making their way down the main avenue towards the wilds. She felt her spine tingle as she glanced away from the beasts, trying to pretend that they weren't there.

"You're okay...they can't harm you. I mean they can, but they won't. They're gone. Just keep going. You're safe."


She mumbled to herself as she continued further into the small village. She knew that she would need to head back out into the fields and forests surrounding Honeyhome, but for the time being she was exhausted. Her focus, for the moment, was to find somewhere to call a temporary home. Last time she had been here, she'd come across a local inn that had seemed promising.

The Cozy Nook Inn appeared as it had last time - almost homely. Kyra smiled as she entered the main area, looking for the individual who usually took the room bookings. She found, instead, a collection of patrons simply hanging around in the main area. Sighing, already frustrated at her situation, she let slip her question before considering the tone or implication of it.

"So...does no one work here? Honestly, I've walked all the way from Merency, and all I want is a room before I have to head back into the wilds again. Is that too much to ask for? It seems like such a simple thing, and yet..."


Her face flushed as she realised how the words had come out, and watch she sounded like. Her voice continued, fumbling slightly as she tried to adjust her behaviour, horrified at how she had presented herself - to a room full of people, no less.

"...and yet...err...I'm sorry, I've had a long walk. I...I would just like a room...please....I'm sorry for being rude, that wasn't...wasn't polite, or kind...or...nice...sorry..."


@Toko
 
T

Toko

Guest
.

.




A pair of long white ears had perked up from a corner, the Lepus turning away from her meal at the vaguely familiar voice that came from the front room of the inn. "Oh, it's that purple fox girl...!" Recognition flashed in those red eyes as Toko took in the figure now fumbling over her words by the desk, a soft chuckle given before the hare popped the last piece of stew soaked bread into her mouth.

"Hey, Kyra right?" She called out to the vixen while standing up, picking up her now empty plate and glass before depositing them in the assigned area—Mabelle would take care of them later—before heading over to where the fellow beastfolk stood. "Mabelle-obachan stepped out for a bit, but I know she had a few rooms left for sure."

A friendly wave was given as Toko approached, noting the slight exhaustion that showed in the fox's face. "Rough wagon ride over here?" A common occurence really, for the rabbit was no stranger to the discomforts that came riding one of them for long distances.

@Kyra Vashtana
 

Siondhe

❮ Shield of Hope ❯
B
Messages
829
Gold
0
Mastery
0
Valor
3
Event
0
Special
0
Kyra


It took Kyra a moment to place the voice and face. They seemed familiar, but in her tired state the name didn't immediately come to the forefront of her mind, much less her tongue. As soon as it did, however, she blurted out her response.

"Toko, right? Err...wagon ride...no, not quite...I uh...walked...Not really a fan of horses...But yeah. Rough time getting here. Mabelleobachan? That's an interesting name...is it a Starcalled who's taken up a profession here? Oh! They have rooms...thank the gods...err...any idea when they'll be back? I...well, need a room for sure. But also...if they're going to be a while, I may head out and do some scavenging around the area. Rather than sit and stew. Or, well, sit and...you know."


She stopped talking, realising she was prattling on once again. A habit that she was starting to develop. Weird, how different one could act in a game, compared to real life. Shrugging aside the comparison, she glanced around the area - trying to find anything else to talk about as she waited. She had met Toko once before, but it had been a relatively quick meeting - never really taking the time to get to know the other in depth.

"So uh...how have you been? It's uh...been a while, and...well...I hope you've been keeping well. Sorry, I'm exhausted."


She flushed slightly as she realised how foolish she was looking. Thankfully, not a first impression, but also definitely not her best impression ever, either.
 
T

Toko

Guest
.

.




"Starcalled…? Ah, no, Mabelle-oba—well, Mabelle is a Lander, same as her husband, Hubert. She runs the inn while he’s often out fishing in the lake… or hunting in the woods if the fish aren’t biting."

She offered Kyra an apologetic smile for any possible mix-up, before her ears perked up at the mention of the vixen certain of needing a room. "I can help with that, been staying here since I first started playing the game… it’s almost like a second home now." She moved over to the back of the counter, picking one of the tabs that Mabelle used to keep track of the rooms and settling it on an unoccupied one as Toko took the key and handed it to Kyra.

"I’ll leave her a note so she’s aware I checked you in, and you can both hash out stuff later in the evening when she’s back. Your room’s next to mine, actually, second one to the left on the floor above~"

The rabbit couldn’t help a faint chuckle as the purple fox began to ramble, in a way it was an endearing quality she supposed, before her eyebrows shit upwards in surprise. "You walked all the way over here…? Feeling tired after that must be an understatement… daijoobu?" Toko had been about to ask what Kyra meant to scavenge around the place, but given the turn of the conversation the hare refrained—not that Lyra had a key perhaps she’d prefer to rest after her long travel instead?

@Kyra Vashtana
 

Siondhe

❮ Shield of Hope ❯
B
Messages
829
Gold
0
Mastery
0
Valor
3
Event
0
Special
0
Kyra

She gave a shy grin as the other seemed surprised that she had walked. She'd not considered it overly burdensome. Perhaps a little bit further than she had enjoyed - but it was far better than riding. Anything to get her away from those horses.

"Err...yeah, I mean it's not that far...it's just...well, it's healthy and all, right? Besides, how else would I get here? And...and...I mean it's all virtual, so it's not like walking does anything negative, or anything like that...right?"


She fumbled, her own arguments lost to her mind as she felt herself flush. Was it really that odd to have decided to have walked? It wasn't like she hadn't passed others on foot.

"Besides...I saw other people walking too! I mean, no one came here...well, most of them stopped somewhere else along the way...and, well, some of them kind of gave me...shit is it super weird to have walked all this way?"


Her voice dropped slightly as at the tail end, her question coming out in a near whisper as she realised just how odd it may have been. She felt her eyes glance around the inn as she wondered if people were judging her, finding no immediate attention upon herself.

"Uhm...okay, maybe I'm a bit tired...you said that room was upstairs?"
 
T

Toko

Guest
.

.




"Well no... but you still feel tired afterwards."

The developer team really hadn't cut any corners ont he realistic experience in the game, on more than one occasions the Lepus had felt like her calves would burn right off whenever she overestimated her capabilities at walking around the place... though she had noticed a steady increase in the distance she was now able to traverse the good ol' fashion way.

"Mmm... I'd say it's unusual for sure, but not exactly a bad thing." A hand raised to pat the now self conscious looking purple fox atop her head reassuringly. "Like you said, it is good exercise, right?"

A nod was given at Kyra's question, the hare making a motion for the vixen to follow her as she headed for the stairs. They'd arrive to the room in no time, the key pressed onto Kyra's hand so she could open it.

"Boarding fee includes dinner and breakfast too, Mabelle is quite the nice cook and she also gets fresh baked goods from Esther—an amazing local baker that has her shop a few blocks away from here."

@Kyra Vashtana
 

Siondhe

❮ Shield of Hope ❯
B
Messages
829
Gold
0
Mastery
0
Valor
3
Event
0
Special
0
Kyra


The key pressed into her hand felt...cool, almost cold. She glanced down at it, once again amazed at the absolute realness that Terrasphere had to offer. Sometimes it was wonderful and amazing, sometimes terrifying, and sometimes just plain...outside of her expectations.

"So...cold..."


She whispered the words, her eyes on the key for a moment, before she used it to open the door. The room was simple, furnished with a single bed, a small table and what appeared to be a lamp. It reminded her of a basic dormitory room; all the basic necessities and nothing beyond that.

"Ohh...this looks...perfect."


She crossed the small space to the bed, splaying out on her back on the mattress before closing her eyes. She gave out a hum of agreement, before remembering that Toko was still in the vicinity, giving a tired sigh before rolling herself upwards.

"I...guess there's work to do, right? So comfy...but work..."


She was torn, wanting some time to rest, but knowing that it would be rude to dismiss the other after everything they'd just done for her. She hesitated, trying to figure out what to do, what to say, and drawing a blank.
 
T

Toko

Guest
.

.




The fox looked absolutely tuckered out and exhausted, the signs clearly shown in Kyra’s face easily picked up by the hare’s sharp eyes… even if the vixen did her best to hide it. "Hey there’s no rush, take a power nap if you’d like to even." She hasn’t known the beastfolk long, but one thing had definitely stuck on the Lepus’ mind about her—Kyra would stretch herself thin for the sake of others, even at the cost of her own health.

"I’m sure work can wait until the evening, or even tomorrow depending on what you have to do." Toko was leaning against the frame of the door now, her arms crossed loosely over her chest as the fighter spoke. "If you need help to catch up on lost time for rest just let me know, schedule’s pretty free these days and I’m just a wall over."

A hand pointed towards the right wall of Kyra’s room for emphasis, the corner room having been one Toko had occupied here in the inn since her very first days playing TerraSphere.

"Besides by the time you rest up Mabelle should be back, that way you can have everything officially registered in her ledger book."

@Kyra Vashtana
 

Siondhe

❮ Shield of Hope ❯
B
Messages
829
Gold
0
Mastery
0
Valor
3
Event
0
Special
0
Kyra


She'd managed to raise her head enough to give a nod of agreement and understanding, before letting it collapse back against the mattress. She was so, so tired. Perhaps it had been a bad idea to walk that far...

"S'good...come knock...when awake...."


She was asleep before she even knew it, her exhaustion taking over and pulling her towards rest. She wasn't sure exactly how much time had passed, but when she awoke the room was filled with less light than before, as if the sun had begun to sink beyond the horizon. Shifting awkwardly - her muscles protesting the sudden movement - she lifted herself from her bed, before heading downstairs to clear things up with the inn's owner.

A while later, after a lovely conversation with the Lander who owned the place, and a sheepish apology from herself that appeared unnecessary in the end - Kyra found herself standing before the door of the room Toko had pointed out. She shifted nervously on her feet, trying to decide if she was up to the challenge or not.

Biting her bottom lip, and raising a hand, she knocked on the door - hesitantly and lightly, as if she was trying to pretend she was doing the action. The tapping, although barely audible to others, rang clear to Kyra's own ears.

"Uhm...Toko? It's Kyra. From earlier. Uhm. I just wanted to see if...you know, you were still up for a nightly stroll? If you're busy that's okay too!"


She whispered through the door, wincing at her words. There was no confidence in their tone, as if she was reluctant to interrupt the other's time. Which, you are...
 
T

Toko

Guest
.

.




A soft chuckle had escaped the Lepus as she watched the vixen outright pass out on the bed, her last words a faint mumble as sleep soon overtook the weary purple fox. "Yoi yume oh, Kyra..." The words were whispered as the hare took the handle of the door, quietly closing the room before she left the healer to rest.

* * * * *

The rabbit's ears perked up as the soft rasp of knuckles on wood caught her attention, a sound that would've been easy to miss for human ears but was quickly picked up by the hare. "Haaaiii~" Toko had a pretty good idea of who was standing on the other side of the door even before the fox spoke, offering the purple fox a smile once she'd opened the door to her room.

"Had a good nap, Kyra?"
"Uhm. I just wanted to see if...you know, you were still up for a nightly stroll?"
"Sure, it's been a while since I've walked around this place at night~"

Toko could see the telltale signs of the nervousness Kyra felt as she uttered her request, having learned by now that the full support vixen was certainly on the shyer side of things. Still there was no doubting she was nothing but a good bean, and thus the rabbit was more than glad to spend some additional time with Kyra as a result.

"How about you? Been a while since your last visit to Honeyhome?"

@Kyra Vashtana
 

Siondhe

❮ Shield of Hope ❯
B
Messages
829
Gold
0
Mastery
0
Valor
3
Event
0
Special
0
Kyra


She nodded sheepily in response to the question about her nap - it had been good, better than good. But before she could respond, the hare had moved onto the next topic, accepting the request to head out and do some evening foraging.

"Oh...I guess it's been a while...a week, at least. I actually don't spend a lot of time around here - generally just when I'm...err, sent...to collect things that the encampment needs. It's kind of a pass-through area, of sorts...for me, at least."


She stepped aside to let the other woman out, before continuing her train of thought. She felt she needed to explain more to the other woman, who appeared to reside her far more permanently than Kyra herself did.

"Not to say there's not anything appealing to Honeyhome! It seems lovely enough, it's just...well, there's not enough need for me here. A few cuts and bruises here and there, but no real medical emergencies. No reason for healing, so to speak...and I'm kind of one to go where I'm needed most. Kind of."


As she said it, she realised that where she was needed most was the encampment. The encampment, who had once again sent her away on an errand - something far more befitting one of the acolytes, or apprentices. She was a healer, and a damned good one if she had any opinion about it, and she'd been sent off on a fetch-errand. She could feel her brow furrowing in response, the annoyance most likely clear on her face.

She gave a quick swish of her tail, before trying to cover it up while she led the way out of the inn, and into the cool, crisp early evening air.

"Anyways, it's nice to visit, but I don't see myself living here. Almost too easy-going for me..."


@Toko
 
T

Toko

Guest
.

.




The hare listened as Kyra spoke, the occasional nod or
"Uun." being given to verbally show she was paying attention to the stuff the vixen had to say. A soft chuckle escaped Toko as the fox seemed to backpedal a bit on her words, attempting to explain the meaning behind them as Kyra attempted to not offend the rabbit.

"Kyra, it's okay—I know Honeyhome isn't everyone's cup of green tea." A hand reached over to pat the shorter fox atop her head reassuringly. "However this simple lifestyle is very similar to the one in my hometown, so I just naturally felt at home here I guess?"

Being the first settlements that recently spawned Starcalled first visit meant the tiny village got a lot of foot traffic, but just like that all those Travelers often moved on to the bigger cities within the first few weeks of playing... and rarely returned afterwards. The Landers here also didn't possess a lot of GP, which meant most of their quest needs often went uncovered unless it was new players testing their skills for the first time.

"Call me silly, but it's hard to think of the Landers as just a bunch of zeroes and ones after you get to know them... and, while I do travel out of here from time to time, I always find myself coming back to Honeyhome everytime."

The night air of TerraSphere wasn't something the Lepus often got to experience, her own IRL time not syncing well with that of TerraSphere. For the most part Nao would deep dive during her sleeping hours, a good way of knocking two birds with one stone, but given that she didn't have many plans for tomorrow the woman felt she could sneak out a few additional hours of her morning in the VR world today.

"So, what's on your list of things to gather then? If it's anything I'm familiar with I'd love to lend a hand—I'm quite good at identifying herbs too thanks to Nature magic, though I've never known what to do with most of them aside from tea."

@Kyra Vashtana
 

Siondhe

❮ Shield of Hope ❯
B
Messages
829
Gold
0
Mastery
0
Valor
3
Event
0
Special
0
Kyra


Kyra's shoulders shifted ever so slightly at the mention of understanding, knowing that not everyone would find Honeyhome appealing. She couldn't help but agree with the statement, even if she hadn't meant to voice the opinion. The thoughts, however, were wiped away with the hare's follow-up topic - specifically about the Landers in the game, and how they were perceived by the hare.

"I know what you mean...there's far too much life to them. It's almost horrifying how one cannot tell a Lander from a Starcalled, without some time and good intuition. I've spent a lot of time at the Emergency Encampment in Lyrwick, and there's days where I've healed people, and not been able to even guess at whether they're from this world, or our own beyond..."


She felt that chill down her spine again, the one she got anytime she dwelled too long on how realistic this world could be. At first, it had been a miracle; wonderous in its own sense - but as time went on, it became uncanny, almost terrifying in many ways, how easily it would be to get lost in here.

"It's sometimes...it feels like sometimes I forget that this world isn't our own. Sometimes, it's hard to tell what's home..."


She shook her head to clear away the thoughts, before smiling at Toko. Realising she'd been questioned about the herbs she needed, she pulled out the list she'd been given - the paper crinkling as she unfolded it from her hip pouch.

Requested Materials

Please locate and return the following items, found throughout the wildlands surrounding the villa known as Honeyhome, and return them to Head Doctorate Hyvan Foren as quickly as possible.

- 6x Willow Seeds
- 8x Redwood Flowerettes
- 8x Greenrose petals
- 8x Ellia stems
- 8x Jaguar's roots



She smiled sheepishly as she presented the note to the hare, waiting for them to read it before shrugging almost self-consciously.

"I uh...am not really sure what half of these are, to be honest...I figured I could find them with time, but..."


She let the words hang, the realisation of the folly she'd accepted hanging in the air between the two of them. She'd been sent on a quest with limited hope of completing without help and guidance.

@Toko
 
T

Toko

Guest
.

.




"Oh wow, that's actually a pretty hefty order huh?"

The rabbit took the offered piece of paper, red eyes slowly going through the items in the list as her eyebrows raised in mild surprise. Much like Kyra the Lepus also wasn't too acquainted with the natural flora in the game... though there was someone that Toko was quite sure could help point them in the right direction, and who knew? Maybe Lady Gertrude also had some of these on hand in her garden...

"C'mon, follow me~ I think there's a Lander by the outskirts in that direction that can help us with some of the stuff in your list."

With that Toko began walking down one of the various paths, stopping to look back and make sure Kyra was with her, before leading the fox through a few streets until they reached a particular home. The house certainly showed age, though even then the various plants and flowers all around it gave it a cottage-core type of feel... and a familiar figure was soon spotted on the rocking chair by the porch, the rabbit excitedly waving in her direction.

"Konbanwa, Gertrude-obaasan!"
"Mmm...? Oh my, if it isn't our dear bunny~ How've you been, dearie?"
"I've been well, Gertrude-obaasan."
"That's good to hear—oh, but where's Brucie? It's so rare to not see the both of you holding hands as you walk down the street..."
"A-Aaah—eetoh...!"

There was a faint glint in the old woman's eyes as she spoke, though it was quickly masked away as Lady Gertrude watched the hare become flustered in response. "He's off doing, uuuh, work stuff in our realm..." Toko would scratch at her cheek slightly as she spoke, already painfully aware of the heat that had pooled to them as the old woman's words had the Lepus blushing.

"I see... his plate always seems to be pretty full, mmm? Do make sure he takes time to properly rest now, dearie..."
"Mhmm, I will Gertrude-obaasan—"
"Ah, but it makes me so happy to see you two finally together. Mabelle and I always knew it would happen sooner or later..."
"O-Obaasaaan...!!!"
"Alright, alright... I'll stop teasing you for now."

The once rosy cheeks had now turned a deeper crimson shade as the old woman continued to speak, and it caused the blush to spread towards the base of Toko's ears. Seemingly pleased with her work Lady Gertrude had turned then to look at Kyra, the old woman waving a hand to beckon the girl closer to the porch.

"So, who's that friend of yours? Come closer now dearie, my eyes aren't as good as they used to be..."

@Kyra Vashtana
 

Siondhe

❮ Shield of Hope ❯
B
Messages
829
Gold
0
Mastery
0
Valor
3
Event
0
Special
0
Kyra


Kyra fell in behind the rabbit-woman as she was led throughout the small village. She watched, in amusement as the older lady seemed to harrass Toko - mentioning a name that Kyra was not familiar with, but that clearly caused some sort of tension in the hare's posture. She kept her eyes on the two, looking for tell-tale signs, before eventually realising exactly what was occurring.

Well, I should tuck that away for later use. Could be entertaining, if not telling. More enteratining, than anything though. She tried desperately to keep herself from giggling, her face splitting into a humorous grin - right up until the woman turned to look at Kyra herself. Suddenly the centre of attention, she felt the colour drain from her face, her nerves flaring up as she stuttered her response.

"Oh...uhm...my name's Kyra. Kyra Vashtana. Err. I'm...well, I'm a companion - err I mean friend - of Toko's. She's helping me find a few things that I've been sent by the encampment - the Merceny Emergency Encampment in Lyrwick, that is. I uh...I need some supplies, for the medical teams. Some herbs and such that are used in commonly crafted materials. For the patients, to help relax them..."


She realised she was rambling again, her nerves getting the best of her. Trying to shut herself up, she pulled out the parchment that she'd been given, before shoving it at the older lady - stopping her arms just as she came within mere centimetres of the other.

"This is uh, a list they gave me...of the things they need. Do you happen to know where I could find...well, any of them? I would really appreciate any help. I'm not from around here, and well...kind of lost. Well, entirely lost, actually. So, yeah, any help would be really nice and...uh...helpful."


She glanced at Toko, her face slightly red against the embarrassment, and her eyes pleading for any sort of help in the situation. She knew she was coming across ditzy, stumbling through her words like an adolescent caught doing something wrong. Inside, she wished she was more coherent, more confident; but more importantly - she hoped that she would get the help she needed.

@Toko
 
T

Toko

Guest
.

.




Toko had completely missed the grin on Kyra's face as the vixen had observed the old woman and the hare interact with one another. A hand was raised to awkwardly rub the back of Toko's neck before a sigh of relief escaped the Lepus as Lady Gertrude turned her attention towards Kyra next.

"Ah I see, a Caenis... fox, is it?" Now that the smaller woman had walked closer Lady Gertrude could get a better look, nodding to herself before she frowned slightly as words kept awkwardly tumbling off the vixen's mouth. "Now now, dearie, no need to be so nervous."

The procured parchment was received by the older woman, one hand reaching for her spectacles before Lady Gertrude donned them. "Let's take a look at what we have here... I see, Redwood and Greenrose." A hand tapped both items on the parchment before Lady Gertrude turned to look at Toko.

"Would you be a dear and fetch those for me? You know where I keep the pruners by now, yes?"
"Ryookai shimashtah!"

A thumbs up was given by the Lepus before she walked into the house, coming out a few moments later with a pair of small pruners, before Toko stepped off the porch and towards the side of the house where a large portion of Lady's Gertrude's garden was located.

"Now for the others... Ellias often bloom close to Synra's temple, and while they are just out of season their stems should still be good enough. As for the seeds and roots... hmmm yes, you might have luck finding them in the Barkgrove."

With a satisfied nod the old woman folded up the parchment in her hands before handing it back to Kyra, giving the beastfolk another pointed look. Lady Gertrude certainly recognized all of the items in that list, and the main applications that were associated with them... it was no coincidence the old woman's garden held so many flowers and plants associated with medicine, though it didn't hurt that many were quite visually pleasing to look at as well.

"A pretty thing like you should be confident in herself, dearie... after all you'll have little time for minced words and doubts if you're treating the ill and wounded."

@Kyra Vashtana
 

Siondhe

❮ Shield of Hope ❯
B
Messages
829
Gold
0
Mastery
0
Valor
3
Event
0
Special
0
Kyra


Kyra accepted the parchment once it was offered back to her, placing the parchment into a small pouch on her hip. She focused on adjusting the straps on the pouch for an extra few seconds, fighting against the flush that streaked across her face.

"Thank you...I think? Uh...wait. How did you know that...oh, I guess that's kind of a stupid question. Thank you for all your help, truly. It means a lot."


A sudden moment of silence fell, the older woman still scrutinizing Kyra as they waited for Toko's return. She shuffled her feet awkwardly as she considered anything worth saying, anything at all that would take the silence away. She found her mind returning to the one thing they had in common.

"So...are you like, the local hamlet healer here? I mean, you seem familiar with all the herbal items, and you were able to know...although anyone versed in herbology would likely make the connection. What I'm trying to say,"


Kyra stopped, taking a deep breath as she tried to refocus her thoughts into coherent words. She felt her tail twitching slightly as she blushed harder, her own awkwardness taking ahold as the older woman continued watching her.

"...what I'm trying to say, is that I'm grateful for your help, and although I'm surprised that you were able to determine that I'm healing people with it. There's a lot of people at the Emergency Encampment who will survive, because of this. Thank you."


She was just thinking of what else to say, when her ears picked up the sound of Toko returning, the Hare coming back just in time to relieve the awkwardness that had been growing in her absence.

@Toko
 
T

Toko

Guest
.

.




There was an amused glint to the old woman's eyes, though she spared Kyra any extra teasing—perhaps being considerate of the vixen's feelings given that the purple haired girl looked to be quite out of her comfort zone already. "Hamlet's healer? I suppose that must be some Starrealm related term...?" Still even if she didn't know who this Hamlet was Lady Gertrude was sensible enough to grasp the overall meaning of Kyra's expression.

"I suppose you could say that, after all someone has to make sure those around here are taken care of... this garden has been a work of many decades, started by my great grandmother in her youth."

A village couldn't properly grow and prosper if every time there was an illness or emergency they needed to go out and face unknown dangers on the off chance they could find the correct ingredients to treat ailments. As the fox mentioned the encampment the old woman gave a soft nod.

"I'm glad they'll be of use... though I must ensure the village is covered before I can part with other ingredients from my garden. Still if you're ever unsure as to where a herb or root might grow don't hesitate to give this old bag of bones a visit, dearie."

By then the Lepus was making her way back to the duo, sucking on her thumb as she did so. "Moooh... Obaasan you should've warned me greenroses had such sharp thorns! You can't even properly see them..." A soft chuckle escaped the old woman before she rocked on her chair softly, accepting the prunes that the rabbit returned.

"Alright got eight flowerettes and eight petals..." The items were retrieved from her UI inventory as Toko spoke, carefully handing them over to Kyra. "You figured out where we got to go next?"

@Kyra Vashtana
 

Siondhe

❮ Shield of Hope ❯
B
Messages
829
Gold
0
Mastery
0
Valor
3
Event
0
Special
0
Kyra


Kyra's ears twitched as the old woman spoke, something about the tone speaking to years of experience. A tilt of her head, and Kyra was considering asking the woman a few questions - but was interrupted by the return of Toko.

"Alright, if I'm ever in the area again I'll make sure to drop by. I'm sure I'll need more assistance in the future - and I definitely look forward to coming back!"


She turned back to Toko with a smile, considering the information that they had been provided by the older herbalist.

"Well...a couple of options. We can head to the....Synopsis Church, or the Darkgrove? Any preferences?"


Kyra wasn't familiar with either location, deciding it was best to leave it up to her friend, and guide. She'd prefer not to be the cause of ending up somewhere other than where they wanted to be.

"I'll uh, leave the options up to you? Seeing as you're more familiar with this area than I am...I figure you've got a better grasp on where would be best to go, right?"


@Toko
 
T

Toko

Guest
.

.




A wave was given to Lady Gertrude before the pair headed back to the road, the hare listening as Kyra mentioned the possible areas they could visit for the remaining ingredients—before she suddenly stopped walking as Toko turned to look in the vixen's direction with a look of confusion.

"The what church...?" She had certainly never heard of such a thing, unless... "Do you mean Synra's Temple, Kyra...?"

The DarkBarkgrove Toko was aware of, even if the hare hadn't personally stepped foot into the lands as of yet, however she was pretty sure nothing like a Synopsis Church existed near Honeyhome... the only closest thing would've been the temple by the river that the hare had discovered once while out with Corsair.

"Well we should probably go to the Barkgrove first... best to look for things there while the sun is still out. On the way back we can stop by the temple if we follow the Blue Rapid river on the way back."

@Kyra Vashtana
 
Last edited by a moderator:
Top