Grab Bag

What a peculiar dream... Aliana thought to herself as she opened her eyes from a nap in the sunny gardens. One moment, she'd been dreaming of herself swathed in fine silks and linens relaxing on the beach while her children played in the sand around her, and the next she was bartering with some strange cloaked figure in a dark void. He'd given her an assortment of items to choose from, asking only that she pay in the crystals and mushrooms she'd collected during the cataclysm. Aliana had thought this was the most bizarre dream she'd ever had—until she turned her head and saw the items from her dream given physical form before her very eyes.

Ali gasped and sat up, moving carefully to avoid disturbing the pups in her belly. Startled aquamarine eyes studied the brown leather sack, the wire coat hangar, and the tiny vial with a single drop of unknown liquid in it. Swiveling her head to and fro, the Fenmyrian queen didn't see anyone around. So how did these things get here? With a confused tilt to her head, Aliana first lifted the coat hangar, turning it over and over before finally just hanging it off of the base of her tail. She then carefully picked up the sack, testing the weight of it in her paws before using a single petite paw to untie the sting holding it closed. Then she turned the sack upside down, carefully shuffling and sliding the contents within out across the grass. She left the vial untouched for now. Who knew what that liquid was, and she wasn't about to drink something foreign when she was carrying her children.

OOC: Aliana uses the Coat Hangar to the best of her ability, then opens the Opaque Sack of Gems and carefully empties it out.

"Aliana"