I'll Learn You A Thing Or Two

Mariah's heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and trepidation as she eagerly listened to Iolaire's wise words about poison and its potent abilities. The mere thought of wielding such dangerous substances was both thrilling and unnerving, but the old fae's deep knowledge and captivating storytelling drew her in like a moth to a flame. As she absorbed the ancient wisdom, Mariah couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity and apprehension swirling inside of her, like a storm brewing within her mind.

As Iolaire readied herself to depart, Mariah's determination surged within her. She couldn't let this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slip away. With a brief, heated glance at Caedes that left her cheeks flushed with the memory of their earlier encounter, she turned her attention back to Iolaire, resolute in her decision to chase after the elusive old woman through the sea of tall grasses swaying in the gentle breeze. The blades tickled her bare legs as she pushed forward, her eyes never straying from Iolaire's figure disappearing into the horizon.

"Mariah Mendacium"