Yet Nothing Compares To The Evil They Do

Álarr glanced curious at the healer as the young man's words faded out. He stuttered out that he was surprised to see the mushrooms in winter and glowing on top of that. Álarr nodded. "I was wondering that myself. It's far to cold to see them growing like this but then I am not an expert in fungi. I have heard of them glowing. A wandering maned wolf told me of a cavern in the west full of them." Could the mushrooms be spreading? It seemed like quite a ways for them to travel and then there was still the matter of it being winter. It was cold and dry for the most part, so how was it they were managing to grow so well here. "Well, I think it best to keep moving. I don't trust an herb glowing like that. Seems like a warning."