It seemed too good to be true. Either that, or the gods above had seen her suffer enough and decided to reward her loyalty to their forest. A whole cavalcade of sustenance seemingly appeared around her. Warmth tingled in her chest, allowing Kiarra to forget the corruption that had festered inside her from the Dryad's sperm-like fluid. She knelt down, laying her sack on the ground as she began to pick various vegetables. She did so with respect, however. She wasn't a thief. She left a large number of the plants untouched, taking only what she needed.