The elfie chuckled. "None that I can think of. Well, maybe if you can bring a Pixiestool, I would love to use one in an item I am planning, but I figure that's not going to be easy. They only grow where Pixies stay around. Faery rings often have them. Big brown mushrooms, but at night they glow an eerie blue from the fae touch in them." The elf snickered. "Though I doubt there's any of them that would be 'safe' to take anywhere. Reach for one and you might be in their ring."<br/><br/>The elf shrugged and smiled. "Anyway, if you<em>do</em>happen along with one, you might piss off a few pixies but I would pay eighty gold for one, a hundred if you got it up all intact so I might even try planting one myself. Easiest would be to get a pixie to help, but a pixie and magical laboratory might spell disaster."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Moving the game ahead a little bit here, feel free to reply to the earlier, but I thought I'd make a post for when your character has headed on forth to the road already.</div></div><hr/><hr/><br/>Walking back to the forest's edge took about that half an hour again, while the townsfolk cast a few curious look at the passing stranger, nobody really bothered 'her' on the way out. As the forest's edge came to view, she could see no signs of any threat at least at the edge of the woods. Birds were chirping and wind was blowing gently. The day was beginning and the forest looked a lot less sinister than it could look in the dark.<br/><br/>Marric could not find the trail he had found last night though, her arrival to the woods edge not noticing any animal path unlike the last evening. The grass was still wet at many places, it seemed it hard rained pretty hard, many treeleaves with a fair share of water on them still.