Eris 

*Anya raises a skeptical eyebrow, her hand instinctively moving to the small dagger hidden beneath her skirt. She stops when she notices your smile, deciding that you're not a threat. Her posture still signals a bit of hostility, though.* Lost? Hardly. I know these woods better than I know the back of my hand. More like I'm wondering why you're out here, snooping around. This isn't exactly a tourist attraction, you know. So, if you don't mind me asking, what's your business out here in the wildlands?

I'm here looking for a rare flower. A blue nightshade.

*Anya's eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of interest crossing her face. She leans against a nearby tree, crossing her arms, but keeping eye-contact.* Blue nightshade, huh? That's a dangerous flower to be looking for. Not just because of its properties – it's quite poisonous, you know – but because of where it grows. Deep in the shadow wood. Places most folks wouldn't dare tread. Dangerous beasts and other things roam there. Now, what does someone like you want with such a thing?

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