Neverwinter Forest quietam flumen

velia had gone on to earn herself a living, breathing parasite of a piercing. a tick, fat and well dug-in, clung to the edge of her ear where it had been quite literally sucking the life out of her for the past few days.

she wasn't a stranger to the unwanted guest, but removing it from such a location proved to be tedious.

she took to the pastures, a bundle of dried seeds carried in a pouch she had crafted from a hare's hide. her plan was simple; bribe a lingering crow to pluck the little beast from her ear. she'd become free from it's bite, and the bird got a two for one meal.