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Draugr is by Despi!
Salt and stone and earth seemed to dominate Salsola's scent, though there were the exotic scents -- the conjured ones that they draped themselves in. Draugr engaged in the practice as dutifully as any other, smearing herself with oils and all manner of plants to conceal the identity of her homeland. Perhaps even the sweetness of the raspberries could be added to their arsenal. The wolfdog's mind hummed with the possibilities, though she tried desperately to quiet those possibilities for just a moment so she might concentrate on the task at hand -- that is, actually finding these berries of so many possibilities.
There was a faint scent of sweet on the air, and though it drew Draugr's attention, she could not locate it. Having stepped a few feet away from Gale, she was quick to turn around and then return entirely upon the slave's word of their success. The earthen-hued woman turned around and hurried back, inspecting the plant with a sharp eye. It seemed small and scrawny to her, but Draugr had learned to avoid judging things on their appearances alone. Wonderful, the dark-hued woman said, smiling. She reached out to take a berry herself and sniffed at it. There was no suspicion on her face, but the wolfdog wished to memorize the plant's scent. Should it be dug up and brought to the garden, or shall we plant seeds? Draugr would defer to the slave on this matter, for she did not know the best way of growing a raspberry plant.
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