Black Morass Starlight Star Bright

The Black Morass was most certainly not a place for a woman of Paloma's prestige. Even as a servant, she was a high handmaiden of the Matriarca her very self. Not to mention, holding the same divine blood - though this was not something which Paloma often boasted. 

Yet, now that some of the lower herbalists had come and gone, it was up to Paloma to go out and beyond for what was needed. The rocky, dry terrain of the Boartusk Heights of course did not grow certain items so naturally or easily and the swamps of this place had a number of many herb and fungus of use. 

The little woman was making good headway, storing her collection in a fallen, hollowed tree trunk while she found other things. Rounding back with a mushroom in her mouth, this is where she found Amaya. 

You weren't planning to steal from me after all my hard work, were you? Her words flowed after she settled down the fungi, pale lavender eyes hard on the other woman, though her voice light and playful in contradiction.