Shadowwyn Moor that blackness called night

Thanks! I'll archive this.

With names exchanged it seemed they were both to be off and about the rest of their own business. He nodded, almost as if to thank her for something so simple as a name before he dismissed himself and slipped off to wherever it was he wished to be. Somewhere. Anywhere else. She did not know, nor care as she had other place to be herself.

Kind of.

She was currently in the process of keeping herself busy which meant – Oh right. Where was she? That's right, scouting for herbs and adding them to her mental inventory since she didn't have the means for a permanent stash or any good way to dry them for later storage. Back to memorizing the terrain.

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