we're all monsters

Speech ─ Think

Widow cracked her neck as she sat in the center of the garden. She'd come in search of herbs to add to the cache back in Hellborn, but given the weather she admittedly wasn't all too surprised that her search came up short. It was beginning to look more and more like she would need to venture back into Boreas for a proper herb gathering, but going back wasn't something she wanted to do exactly. Maybe she could task Crux with the job. If she sent him away for a few days, perhaps she could make the time to teach her daughter a thing or two. If she truly did want to be their diplomat, she needed to get experience.

Not today, though, and that was fine. She doubted Cryptis wanted to come along and gather herbs with her just to listen to whatever lesson she would deem important. The time would need to come though, but not just for her eldest daughter... but all of her children. Since adding to the herb cache had been unsuccessful, Widow stood to leave. It really was a beautiful place, but she didn't want to hang around too long when she had plenty of other things she could be doing.

Blended with beauty and blessed by the divine