Phantom Hollow belladonna whiskey

@Redwood

She wasn’t a healer per say, but botany was very much in Jaguara’s immediate interests. Though her adventuring was quite slow she needed to scope the land and find what exactly it held as far as materials went. Plants her mother had taught her in the swamp were nonexistent in these northern lands, and she would simply have to learn how to continue to practice her craft with what she’d been given. Somethings though, were just common wherever you went, and so she was very much relieved to pluck a mouthful of blackberry leaves from the mesh of the dark hollow.

She'd been skeptical at first, nearly deciding to jot straight clear of the ominous the hollow once she'd broken from the Heartwood, but it would seem her final decision held results. Still some plants remained a mystery to her, and others she wouldn't touch with ten foot pole. What you worked with often had to do with what you practiced, so she imagined a dark mage would have a field day in the hollow. But Jag was far from radical. Inspired by the blackberry leaves she carried she imagined what good she could do with them--but of course, mostly good for herself. Renewed spring in her trot the young she-wolf began to retrace her steps through the dark cover of trees, hoping to make it back to the Moonspear in good time.