Yllestad, Glacia, Thursday Evening (Fandom Time)

[glacial_witch]

The stay at Yllestad had really helped. Not only had they had a change to relax and recharge after the debacle with the bespelled landens, but they'd also gotten a chance to bond with the townfolk, who hadn't been entirely keen on an army encamped on their doorstep, especially not one that included landens. But her army had been courteous and

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[trigons_child]

Raven felt Karla's surge of emotion even as her message came. She was on her feet and teleporting immediately.

"Karla!" she said, looking around for danger but seeing nothing but Karla on her knees in the snow-covered glade. Her empathy was picking up something, though, a nauseating mix of pain and fear and despair. "What is wrong?"

[not_a_parakeet]

Raven could get instantly there by teleporting, sure, but Warren was only a few moments behind, swooping down from the sky to land near the two ladies, concern writ on his face.

"Karla?" He followed her gaze downward and frowned, furrowing his brow at the plant that she'd uncovered. "What's that? What's the matter?"

[glacial_witch]

Karla was still digging, breaking her nails on the layer of permafrost she'd hit. She was frantic, trying to get beneath that to what she knew could be found beneath, too upset to stop and use Craft.

"This whole field!" she choked up, looking at them with a tear-stained face. "Look at it! Under the snow! Look!"

...Karla, you had picked the two worst people in camp to show Kaeleeran native flora to.

[trigons_child]

Raven exchanged a puzzled glance with Warren to see if he understood what Karla was trying to tell them, then knelt in the snow, catching Karla's hands and trying to make her stop before she hurt herself. She'd studied a lot about Kaeleer in the books Cassidy and Karla had given her, but she didn't recognize the wilted plant.

"What is it?" she asked. It was bad, whatever it was, she could feel that. And she didn't want Karla touching it.