Qeya River Just Exploring!

Judas quirked a brow inquisitively. So he did have something in these wilds. And he was going to weed it out of him with the best use of his silver tongue. Like a snake, his mouth were the fangs. And his words the venom that sent others into madness. Setting friends on friends, allies on allies. "Attempting to what, exactly? If you don't mind me asking."

He rolled his head in a thinking way, as if trying to remember the imaginary plant he saw. Then he thought of the perfect one. "Ah, Jimsonweed I believe it was. It can be harmless if used correctly, only giving minor hallucinations...unless consumed without knowing..." He paused as he awaited a reaction, before going on. "Then again, it could have been a random plant, so could be harmless." He enjoyed frightening wolves with absolutely nothing, and he did well to hide that.