Im a watermelon slammed into your driveway

Enyo, finding herself in the lush and overwhelming beauty of the gulley is immediately struck by the vibrant, almost surreal display of flowers, vines, and trees. She hesitates, scanning the area. The scent of various plants fills the air, some fragrant and sweet, others pungent and almost sickening. The sheer number of colors and textures confounded her.

Enyo bends down, reaching for what she hopes is a useful herb. The leaves are broad and green, its stem sturdy...perhaps good for healing? At least it doesn't look like grass. Enyo pauses before her maw grasps the mysterious plant as she remembered that this place is known for its dangerous plants as well. She curses quietly, realizing her lack of knowledge in such matters.

"Erebros would know," she mutters to herself, a little bitter about her predicament. This was meant to be a gesture for him, something simple, but now she feels out of her element. Despite her typical confidence, she knows better than to risk grabbing something harmful. Yet she’s stubborn and won’t leave empty-handed.




"SPEECH"