Supplies were refilled, giving Kiarra a newfound sense of hope and determination. This forest might have been corrupted with a sickness, but she could still save it. It would still help her. Trust in nature had never failed her before, and thus, caught by another pleasant scent, she noticed a bush of blossoms. They were an unknown type, but they resembled those used in alchemy that her teachers had stockpiled. She remembered, they were used to treat a particular poison used by the brutish orc types.<br/><br/>Interested, she came upon them, inches away, as she knelt down. Fingers grasped the stalk as she pulled one free, inspecting its color.