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[center][h3][color=#64323b][b]Location: The Magical Forest [/b] [/color][color=#32645b]||[/color][color=#64323b] [b]Fighting a tree??[/b] [/color][color=#32645b]||[/color][color=#64323b]  [b]Mood: Panicked, Clear Headed.[/b][/color][/h3]
[sub][i]Mentions of: Narcissa ([@Melo]) [/i][/sub][/center]

Persephone’s eyes opened and were treated to a vast myriad of experiences. The first thing she noticed was Nissa, in the grips of a tree. She spoke to it, seemingly angered. Did she know this tree? Her torch was green.

That was odd.

The tree responded to Nissa, a bitter anger permeated the words he rattled out. Nissa looked like she was in a bad spot. Persephone swallowed down her unconfident thoughts and cleared her mind. It was now or never for Nissa, she would save her.

Persephone remained as silent as possible, creeping up on their location. She hid the torch behind her back to mask some of the glow, but she figured the tree would be more or less focused on Nissa and likewise. As soon as she felt she was close enough she stood up and hurled the torch at the tree’s base. Quickly she sprinted to the right of where she had thrown the torch and dove behind a bush. Attempting to make the three look in the direction the torch came from, or at the torch itself. Anything but Nissa and herself. 

Her next step was rather laid out for her. She took her bow off of her shoulder and drew and arrow. She took aim with the light from the torch guiding her. She looked to hit the goblet. Slowing her breathing down to a bare minimum she let an arrow loose for the goblet, attempting to knock it away from Nissa’s captors and spilling the precious contents. Quickly drawing another arrow, Persephone aimed another shot at the treefolk. 

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[center][h3][color=e5b7e5][b]Location: Longear Camp/Fyldren's Tent[/b] [/color][color=#fea995]||[/color][color=#e5b7e5] [b]Lunch Time![/b] [/color][color=#fea995]||[/color][color=#e5b7e5]  [b]Mood: Playful albeit bored[/b][/color][/h3]
[sub][i]Mentioned: Flydren ([@McHaggis])[/i][/sub][/center]
	
Éclair walked towards one of the food supplies and quickly nipped a few key ingredients out. She intended to create a soup along with a tea. She took an iron flagon and an iron bowl and half-walked, half-danced her way to the fire located at the center of camp. She gleefully poured water into the bowl and flagon placing them on a small wooden support beam, meant for suspending cooking gear above the flames. She hummed a beat to herself dashing in some herbs and the rabbit to cook in the broth. She quickly began to tend to the tea next.

She ground up some herbs she had grown in her garden back from the Longear tribe and put them aside while the water began to heat up in the flagon. She took a large wooden ladle and began to stir the soup merrily. As it began to boil she added a few more herbs, these ones meant to promote a strong digestive system for a while to come. 

Once her stew and tea were done cooking she took some leather gloves laid down by the fire pit and put them on in order to carry the flagon and pot. With an odd balance to her, Éclair happily made her way to Fyldren’s tent.

[color=e5b7e5]”Hello, one champion coming through, I bring treats!”[/color] Éclair called out making her way into the heir’s tent.