*A white blur goes by and leaves behind a pot of blooming white roses that have a touch of pale blue on the edge of the petals. There is also a note attached.* Hope you enjoy these roses, they have a scent that can clear one's head and also boost one's health a bit. -signed, Legode Rydrion, the blue-skinned-druid.
Nathyrra relaxed, sliding her twin daggers back in their sheaths, apparently deciding her visitor meant no harm. She shot the receding blur a rather dubious look, however. "People appearing suddenly and without warning are often felled by former assassins, Legode Rydrion. I cannot say that one is blessed with an overabundance of sense..."The drow gave the "roses" a cautious but thoughtful look. She had... never seen such things. They were indeed very beautiful, but then, so were many deadly things... they could be poisonous, or cursed-- ahh, but Nathyrra's natural inclination to suspect mischief had hardly gotten her far, here on the surface...The roses were awfully pretty.