ORIGIN

She didn't linger long in Tunnel N, familiar, too, with the very limited space it offered. She travelled to and from here quite often on her way from Scorpio. Still, she took the time to sit and sketch.

There wasn't...much to draw, but she captured the things she wanted - the three exits, the small hollow against the wall where old bones sat, a small stream trickling from the ceiling into a little pool. She paused. The moss. Tunnel N had a lot of moss in it. It didn't feel right without it and she'd already drawn all the rocks and stuff...

She immediately jumped to her feet, setting the paper and wood board to the side as she began to search around the area for something green. A crystal? A feather? Something that would work for her...

She found none of the sort, but then looked at some of the moss itself. Hm....that would probably work, right?

She carried a few glass bottles in her bag already, they'd come in useful for some of her tavern board missions, and pulled one out, crushing some of the moss inside. Some water from the nearby pool and a bit of animal fat (she get it, ok? She hunts a mouse or something don't make me write it all out) and into the bottle it all went. A vigorous amount of shaking resulted in a smooth green colored paint

She returned to her drawing with the bottle in hand and sat down, dipping a paw with claws unsheathed into the paint and then blotting and poking at her drawing carerfully, until she was satisfied with the details.

She waited a bit for it to dry, blowing on it to speed the process, before she rolled it up with her drawing of Scorpio, and continued on her way.

*exit