He smelt of night.
The hooded woman glanced briefly at him, recalling the scent of Denocte on him as familiar upon a time. Her pale eyes did not stray for long, and before either of them knew it, she was looking back at the moss. "Collecting" Salome says to the man, her voice drifting to him quietly. A slender leg lifts to part the moss from the log, effectively gathering it in thin strips that curl at the end "herbs."
Moss was not considered a 'herb' sometimes, but it worked wonderfully in the medical field. It had a variety of uses. Collecting and holding water, was one big one. "Have you been in this realm long?" Salome also would ask him a question, curiosity burning in her dead chest. She had not seen him before growing in Novus. He must be foreign, which did not matter to her in particular. Many came and called Novus home without growing here.
"Speaking." @Fang
The hooded woman glanced briefly at him, recalling the scent of Denocte on him as familiar upon a time. Her pale eyes did not stray for long, and before either of them knew it, she was looking back at the moss. "Collecting" Salome says to the man, her voice drifting to him quietly. A slender leg lifts to part the moss from the log, effectively gathering it in thin strips that curl at the end "herbs."
Moss was not considered a 'herb' sometimes, but it worked wonderfully in the medical field. It had a variety of uses. Collecting and holding water, was one big one. "Have you been in this realm long?" Salome also would ask him a question, curiosity burning in her dead chest. She had not seen him before growing in Novus. He must be foreign, which did not matter to her in particular. Many came and called Novus home without growing here.
due to being a vampire, she can only thread during the night