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[h1][b]"Myrr" Velasien[/b][/h1]
[h2]--- Springwood Forest --- [/h2]
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The sound of wood clunking together drew Myrravel's attention. She watched as Akitsugu approached with his impressive load of firewood, a flush of embarrassment coloring her cheeks as she realized how little she'd actually gathered while being distracted by plants. In a rushed attempt to look busy, she quickly grabbed two branches from the ground nearby - one covered in green moss, the other clearly too rotted to be of any use.

[color=39b54a]"I'd like to come back as well,"[/color] Myrravel said, glancing back toward where she'd spotted the stinging nettle earlier. [color=39b54a]"I'm hoping I might find a pair of gloves somewhere in the village - we'll need them if we want to harvest that nettle properly."[/color] Looking down at the useless branches in her hands, she sheepishly tossed them aside.

Brom's question about food preferences offered a welcome distraction from her embarrassment. [color=39b54a]"Oh! I absolutely love a good meat pie,"[/color] she said. Her enthusiasm dimmed slightly as she added, [color=39b54a]"Though I can't stand lettuce. Something about the texture just..."[/color] She wrinkled her nose and shook her head.

A rustling in the nearby shrubs caught her attention, making her pause mid-conversation. When the slime emerged, she instinctively took a step back, though her expression showed more caution than concern.

[color=39b54a]"Oh! A slime,"[/color] she said, her voice lowered but steady as she watched it approach. [color=39b54a]"My grandmother used to tell me they're drawn to decomposing matter - that's why it's heading for our wood."[/color]

She moved closer to Brom, keeping a careful eye on the creature. Her hands moved into a defensive position out of instinct, but then she faltered. [color=39b54a]"I... I can't use my water magic here. There's no water source nearby,"[/color] she admitted to her companions, glancing at the carefully bundled wood and remembering how much effort Akitsugu had put into gathering and organizing it.

[color=39b54a]"We should probably return… I think it won’t be able to follow…,"[/color] she suggested, though she couldn't help but watch the slime's movements with growing interest. Despite the situation, her alchemist's mind was already wondering about potential uses for such a specimen. [color=39b54a]"Though..."[/color] she added in a thoughtful tone, [color=39b54a]"if we could safely collect a sample of it..."[/color]

She caught herself mid-thought, realizing this probably wasn't the best time for experimental alchemy. Still, she made a mental note to research more about slimes once they were safely back in the village. For now, though, protecting the gathered firewood took priority.