Most of the jewellery she wore were trinkets she had collected over the years and also trophies of her triumphs over past enemies. There were others she had once had but in time when work had been sparce she had to trade it for lodgings and sustinence.<br/><br/>Zalinka looked around confused as she continued to feel the presence of something watching her, she knew what she was indeed getting herself into moving towards trouble instead of away from it as most villagers told her to do in her stead. But curiosity had her by the throat and she wanted to know more about the dying Forrest.<br/><br/>When she felt the presence draw close her fingers tightened around the handle of her dagger, if it was hostile she would go down swinging like she always promised herself. Magical wisps started to circle around her hand as she started to charge her power through the blade turning it red hot, ready for anything that come her way.<br/><br/>But when it was revealed to the woman that what was coming closer was not a menace but thought her to be up to no good the spell dissipated with a soft puff and the blade returned to its normal dull state.<br/><br/><strong>"Well"</strong>she started<strong>"You're the one in charge then?"</strong>brown eyes darted around the dying wood.<strong>"I'm not here to loot and plunder... But I am here to..."</strong>her hand rolled as she looked for the right word<strong>"Assist in removing the core of the issue here"</strong>she said crossing her hands over her narrow chest sending her bangles tinkling.<strong>"Clearly there's hardly anything left here aside from what's causing the sickness... Normally a place like this would be rich with apothecary and Alchemical ingredients... But right now not so much"</strong>