Feon turned to see a young man with rather complicated looking machinery. "It's nice to meet you. I am called Feon of the forest." Feon said to the boy with a kind smile on her face. Her black eyes were certainly out of place along with her own pale skin. "I heard you say something about herbs, I may be able to help with such a thing." Feon added with a smile as she held up her hand and a small bit of oregano grew from a patch of dirt in her gloved hand.