A unlikely meeting between an apothecary and a death reaper
A young girl was taking a stroll through the forest of magic, it was colder this morning. and she wore clothes that were a heavier and comfortable padding in the winter months. It was starting to get too cold to really harvest any plants at night unless she wanted to freeze her limbs off.
The alchemist hummed a little tune as she walked, seeming a little carefree as she paced herself down the earthen path. She paused, hesitant for a moment when she saw a person was approaching from the path opposite of hers. She bit her lower lip anxious, wondering if it was a youkai, or a human.










