-- freetown maybe? they can find raspberries for now but Gale planted a good idea in her head (pun unintended but meh, it can stay)
Draugr is by Requiem!
The dark woman's ears twisted in the direction of the accented tones, and she caught the name of the plant with an indrawn breath. It even sounded deadly. Her excitement mounted as Gale carried on to tell her of the poison's deadliness -- something so strong it ought not even be touched? The wolfdog frowned hesitantly, glancing from Gale back in the direction of the garden. Surely such a plant would need to be roped away from the rest, and what if some foolish person stumbled upon them? No, it would be better for Draugr to try and grow them on her lonesome -- perhaps atop her roof, where not even she went.
Monkshood, she repeated. We can't find something we can't identify, she said, shrugging dark-hued shoulders. Maybe we'll find a trader who deals in seeds. It's happened before. Eris was one to gloat about the seeds of some exotic she'd obtained off a trader. The hybrid returned to the hunt, throwing her nose into trailing after the raspberries. Sweetness was a rare scent in the stinging salt scent of Salsola. It seemed to Draugr difficult to smell anything beneath the scent of the bay's breeze.
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