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Ignoring the woman's request for them to leave, Moeasha asked instead [color=6ecff6]"These vines,"[/color] she held a piece of one up that she had torn off, [color=6ecff6]"What are they? We will leave this place, just as soon as we find a way to help the village. You are welcome to assist us to have us gone quicker."[/color] Moeasha awaited their answer, noticing the fog had returned. [i]Oh well,[/i] she thought, [i]I will send it away again when we are through here.[/i] In fact, the water hanging in the air was helping Moeasha renew her magical strength, and in another hour or so she would probably be ready to fight another vine creature. Hopefully she would not have to, though.