08-12-2018, 10:01 PM
Just as the greens typically were, the scent of flora and arrangements of flowers that dotted the land scape resembled the background on some peoples desktops. Drenching it in fresh air thanks to all the mix of tree's and also adding a bit of humidity which could be either good or bad depending on how someone took it personally.
For Ricter however he had grown accustomed to the atmosphere here, the air, and just about everything there is when it came to this part of the omniverse. This was becoming more like his home as the days progressed, and quickly those days turned to well over two or so months worth of work and attention, leading up to where he was now.
Today was an exploratory day, coming form Ambrosia he had a goal in mind that he had to complete for the day, he needed a number of sweet smells herbs and flowers that would make good incents. Why? To add to his small collection of course, he planned on making new remedies, potions, and the like, so the stoat needed something to make the smell at least somewhat pleasant to whom ever ingested them.
If anything they made for nice leisure incents to burn when he needed a clear mind. With a small bag at his hip they would walk out of his home, a typical house that you would see in Ambrosia. Locking the door behind himself they made their way to the edge of the city, today he choose to stay in his more feral look. Being somewhat short and not wearing any clothes besides the bag accessory, they would almost seem like just a random animal scampering around.
Which was the main reason why he did this, running into many things they were way more hostile to non-wildlife. This included orcs, goblins, and bandits that were fairly rare compared to the other two or just variations of them. Not only that but he hated the wildlife here sometimes, always trying to eat him, it was really annoying to deal with till he let the predators break their teeth on his fur.
Either way, while making his own path through the forest he would keep his nose wiggling and sniffing around, trying to get the scent of something sweet before chasing after it. Locating the plant in question then harvesting its petals or stem which sometimes held most of the scent producing pollen at times. He was happy he had been here for well around ten or so minutes and hadn't had to fight at all, maybe this day would actually be nice for once?
If it was he wouldn't complain, a break from fighting, and working was justified and needed. Besides, the clinic didn't need him in today, they could solve all those poison cases by themselves. However he was drawing closer and closer to the near by gate, the most publicly used one as traders and the like typically made their way along the path he was currently choosing to stay near.
For Ricter however he had grown accustomed to the atmosphere here, the air, and just about everything there is when it came to this part of the omniverse. This was becoming more like his home as the days progressed, and quickly those days turned to well over two or so months worth of work and attention, leading up to where he was now.
Today was an exploratory day, coming form Ambrosia he had a goal in mind that he had to complete for the day, he needed a number of sweet smells herbs and flowers that would make good incents. Why? To add to his small collection of course, he planned on making new remedies, potions, and the like, so the stoat needed something to make the smell at least somewhat pleasant to whom ever ingested them.
If anything they made for nice leisure incents to burn when he needed a clear mind. With a small bag at his hip they would walk out of his home, a typical house that you would see in Ambrosia. Locking the door behind himself they made their way to the edge of the city, today he choose to stay in his more feral look. Being somewhat short and not wearing any clothes besides the bag accessory, they would almost seem like just a random animal scampering around.
Which was the main reason why he did this, running into many things they were way more hostile to non-wildlife. This included orcs, goblins, and bandits that were fairly rare compared to the other two or just variations of them. Not only that but he hated the wildlife here sometimes, always trying to eat him, it was really annoying to deal with till he let the predators break their teeth on his fur.
Either way, while making his own path through the forest he would keep his nose wiggling and sniffing around, trying to get the scent of something sweet before chasing after it. Locating the plant in question then harvesting its petals or stem which sometimes held most of the scent producing pollen at times. He was happy he had been here for well around ten or so minutes and hadn't had to fight at all, maybe this day would actually be nice for once?
If it was he wouldn't complain, a break from fighting, and working was justified and needed. Besides, the clinic didn't need him in today, they could solve all those poison cases by themselves. However he was drawing closer and closer to the near by gate, the most publicly used one as traders and the like typically made their way along the path he was currently choosing to stay near.