Pan had a sneaking suspicion he wasn’t welcome in the harsh desert. Long ago when he’d come to Novus, he’d been accepted into Solterra... but it had only been when he’d paid homage to Solis. That was before he knew the lore, and that the sun god wasn’t his to follow. All of that had changed now though. Maxence was gone, Inkheart was gone, and Pan had forgotten all that came before. He looks on the land with fresh eyes, ignoring the tingling sensation along his spine which suggested he’d seen this place before. It must have just been a dream, like all the other strange and fantastic dreams he'd had. All his memories were that now, just dreams. He hesitates on the borderlands only for a moment before stepping toward the canyon. After all, Pan was on a mission. When he’d found his treasure cave along Rapax River, he’d found the stash of things that were once his. Long hidden, they’d collected dust in the back of the rocky structure, and as he rummaged through them, he discovered his treasures all over again. Of particular note was an old book. Pan could not tell you where it came from, only that he’d poured over it long into the night, when the moon rose high to light the pages with silver stardust. It was a book about herbs – specifically, about the herbs of Novus. Through its words, he learned that he was, in fact, in a land called Novus. It didn’t get into the specifics of each land, but instead focused on the plants which lay within it. And now, Pan began his scavenger hunt to find and collect each one. Thus, the boy was here now, looking for the illustrious and fabled Nightdew Agave. A crudely drawn picture of the plant showed that it was large and spiky, with flowers growing from it. He quickly looks around, not finding it, but finding instead a creature in the distance. Blinking against the sunlight, Pan shook his head to ward away the feeling that perhaps he was just imagining the other horse… but as he grew closer, he saw that indeed, it was a dark mare with silver loops and chains adorning her proud stature. Smiling as he grew nearer, Pan didn’t even bother with caution. Instead, he marched right up to the mare with a confident Excuse me? Do you have a minute to help me find this plant? And he thrust the photo toward her, waiting impatiently to see if she would help.
@Efphion
