Hex doesn't go out to the forest too often- they're a little high-profile, normally, bright blue hair and over the top clothing- something that, while good for denoting their presence to hunters, wasn't exactly beneficial otherwise. But boredom, uncertainty, and a screaming match with their husband bred wanderlust, and it also meant they didn't have it in them to get dolled up, scraped knees, bruised arms, and buzzed-short dark brown hair the affair of the day as she poked around at the bases of trees. "Come on then, I've got to find something today to make this worthwhile-" They sigh, shaking their head slightly. "You don't even have to be magical, I'll take poisonous at this point, mushrooms- Ark doesn't know the difference." For a moment she giggles at the thought of him making his usual tea and keeling over dead- and then she realizes she's not alone, and that the fruit she'd picked up in the meantime was rotten. "Blegh- oh! God, I didn't think anybody else was coming out this far. I'm just mushroom hunting." They inform. "Looks like most of the areas close to town have been uh. Picked clean."
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