It’s just tequila and the beach
Rumors was all she was chasing down. Brooke was fine with that. The blonde witch had nothing but time. The Nautilos was primed and ready for her return. But first? She was going to chase down this rumor. A rumor of a beast, something rare but she wasn’t even sure if it was real. The tales had it as a mix of a lot of various animals, but it lived in her domain, the water.
And had a poisonous barb she was hoping she could turn into some antidote for other poisons she had been encountering. It was surprising how many poisons witches didn’t use.
But when you looked at the underworld? There were so many poisons popping up. And things people tried to pass off as good for you, but were also poisons. Or mildly addicting and made you the worst version.
Where was she? A moon in Wild Space, surprisingly not far from the Black Sun, even if Brooke could have sworn this world was once in the Tingel Arm. Still, the fourth moon had something. Rumors, and rainforest. Rocky outcrops, small waterfalls, and apparently an egg laying poisonous mammal.
The joys of being a Farseeker.
Her robes were more trimmed down, for the environment she was in. Light weight, only a few pouches, and a lightsaber at the small of her back. She really wished she could break the use of that weapon, but it was too useful.
Where was this thing?
Oleander
And had a poisonous barb she was hoping she could turn into some antidote for other poisons she had been encountering. It was surprising how many poisons witches didn’t use.
But when you looked at the underworld? There were so many poisons popping up. And things people tried to pass off as good for you, but were also poisons. Or mildly addicting and made you the worst version.
Where was she? A moon in Wild Space, surprisingly not far from the Black Sun, even if Brooke could have sworn this world was once in the Tingel Arm. Still, the fourth moon had something. Rumors, and rainforest. Rocky outcrops, small waterfalls, and apparently an egg laying poisonous mammal.
The joys of being a Farseeker.
Her robes were more trimmed down, for the environment she was in. Light weight, only a few pouches, and a lightsaber at the small of her back. She really wished she could break the use of that weapon, but it was too useful.
Where was this thing?
Oleander