[b][color=#38b000]"Ugh. Yeah, figure it'll be similar. Never let them build up."[/color][/b] There's a very clear distaste in the wince, though if Jazdia had some curiosity over the matter the elaboration followed without prompting. [b][color=#38b000]"I was with the uhh, what's the words?"[/color][/b] A tilt of the head, a series of foreign tongue flowing out with several distinct whistles and hand motions. [b][color=#38b000]"Woodswraith? The Kadanian Woodswraith. Close enough. They put up with me after I washed ashore. Taught me their ways and wisdom."[/color][/b]

The serpent shrugged, evidently waving off a significant portion of the story. She rummaged into her bag, taking out a surprisingly high quality glass vial corked with treated rubber. In a well-practiced motion the cap twisted off with a pop, followed by a thumb bitten and the resulting wound filling the vial with crimson rivulets.

[b][color=#38b000]"People keep coming into their woods, see. Trying to find the supposed panacea that grow in the deepest depth. And they dont take kindly to invaders."[/color][/b] The vial, now filled, was capped right back. Verdant idly sucked on her thumb to stop the bleeding. [b][color=#38b000]"Never stopped Askaria from sending a bunch of spellblades and Citadel golems. So they got good at killing those lot. Really good."[/color][/b]

Humming mildly, magic coursed within the diminuitive form like the soft whispers of midnight wind. Nothing structured in the way of wizards and sages, instead instincts shaping the workings like the natural way animals stalked through the woodlands.

[b][color=#38b000]"Hit first, hit hard, and dont let them cast."[/color][/b] Verdant breathed out, seemingly drained from the short moment of mental exertion. Within the vial, a small portion of the blood had taken a distinct pale hue. A devilish grin split her lips, looking at the vial with the fond memories of a time long passed. [b][color=#38b000]"Arms works just fine. But when it didn't? Distilled corpse-lilies put their ambition to rest well enough. And their remains made good seedbed to nurture more of the stuff."[/color][/b]

With a flourish the vial returned to the bag, Verdant's attention returning to the elf by her side. As if she hadn't just revealed a potentially problematic part of her past, the serpent shifted her weight from one leg to the other in a close scrutiny of her latest friend.

[b][color=#38b000]"That's as far as I know about it, which honestly works just about the same against anyone and anything? Your turn, stories! Share some!"[/color][/b]