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*Circe I* · 11-05-2018, 07:08 PM

"No thank you..."

Good, Circe thought. While she'd never had any intention of tracking anyone down, this saved her the trouble of having to make something up. Pnuma's admission that few people would be concerned was also music to Circe's ears. Had she been a true believer she might have thought her family's god had put this mortal here for her.

Pnuma's eager expression didn't go unnoticed by Circe. Had he been a little less hopeful-looking she might have waved him off with a simple answer and redirected the conversation back to him so she could learn more about him, but there was something about his expression that kept her from doing so. "In one way or another they're all for pain." Her answer was dishonest as she was considering unconsciousness a type of analgesic in this instance.

Circe pointed to one of the purple flowers. "This is trillium," she said truthfully. "It's an effective painkiller, usually used for childbirth when ingested. Also good for wound care so there's some in that poultice too."

The rest of the dried plants looked too similar to point out so Circe lumped them together. "The rest is wintergreen and god's blood." "God's blood" was what she was going to call the mix of yawn inducing plants meant to put him to sleep. Hopefully he would be none the wiser. "Both are decent painkillers, although the wintergreen is probably what's making you sleepy." Another lie. Wintergreen was known for many things, but not that and 'sleepy' was putting it mildly, but eh, details.

"Circe" "Gwydion"

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