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There was a lot to take in as they made their way through the woods, about Lord Yggdrasil who lived inside the trees, of the human currencies that you could get by swapping things for, doing jobs or for adventuring. The first sounded like something she could do if she found some good plants, the last sounded fun because who wouldn't want to go go exploring and get paid to do so. There was probably more too it than that however.

Then there were the gods, and there were apparently quite a few of them. The two he had mentioned earlier where apparently the gods of creation and god of extremes. She understood why it might be worrying that the were given gifts by the seconds, as she seemed like quite the self destructive goddess with embodying two opposite things that fought against each other constantly. The other smaller gods were also interesting, she wondered what a goddess of doorways was supposed to do though. 

Golden eyes tried to get information about the Chief's accomplishments that led to his evolution but it was at that point they arrived and that line of questioning was dismissed like it had when she asked it.

While she had been listening intently to the explanation of the world's pantheon and other topics she had also been doing a bit of foraging and the young goblin was as a result now sporting quite the colorful set of additions to the outfit she had woken up in. Mostly this consisted of smattering of mundane if colorful flowers but it also contained some blueberries, doc leaves and some hemp, which she was aware had lots of use but wasn’t sure what any of them were yet. Finally there was the oddest thing she had learned with her power from chowing on a rather  abundant small white flower, and that was that you could make rings out of them. So she did. 

The now proud wearer of a daisy crown exited the woods with the others and was rather confused by the sight of the scaled goblin and the pink skinned thing that might be a human squaring off and then casting some kind of magic. It looked like they were about to fight but they were also talking as if they knew each other. Was it a sparring match? She hoped it was because the newborns did not have any way of defending themselves if it wasn’t. She carefully placed herself behind the chief, hoping he could protect them.