Send us to Perfect Places

The forest of red bud trees was like something from a dream- and just like a dream, she stumbled upon it without any true intention. If given a lifetime, she didn't think she could imagine something as intricately beautiful. Her steps were silent against the fresh undergrowth of the young forest. Cherry blossoms cascaded in a flood of pink and white, their petals glimmering like pearly stars against the verdant backdrop of newly unfurling leaves. The earth was fragrant with hints of clover and wildflowers, and she knew that beneath it all lay precious roots and herbs that she could certainly make use of. The first breaths of spring were clearly present in the eastern territories- and with new life, came new opportunities to scavenge.

As she walked, she kept her eyes open for anything that might be useful or of value. She could sense something in the air- a hint of unknown possibilities and potential. Everywhere she looked was something new and exciting; patches of fresh herbs and tiny flowers popping their heads out from the undergrowth, mushrooms pushing through decomposing leaves in search of sunlight. She spied patches of open ground here and there, indicating digging spots that might contain roots- treasures that would be a great addition for her host's stores. But the most immediate problem happened to be ... where should she start?

"Mariah Mendacium"