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magik stared at the man for a moment. why he’d chosen to approach her, she couldn’t figure out. she wasn’t exactly someone who screamed open. she also had quite a few questions about his outfit - did he actually have magic or was he one of those people who performed at children’s parties? if he was asking about herbs, perhaps he did have magic.
“i assume store bought herbs would not suffice?” she asked, tone only the tiniest bit sarcastic. “the mistwood likely has herbs, but it is dangerous.” oh well, she hadn’t had anything planned for today anyway. “i can take you.”
It was true that she didn’t seem to be approachable, but Schmendrick wouldn’t get anywhere in his world if he didn’t take chances. Seemed he made the right choices so far. “Store bought? Goodness, no, those have lost most of their connection to the earth at that point.” Sarcasm wasn’t lost on him, but he had his reasons for a ‘fool’s errand’.
The mention of the Mistwood got his attention, and he was all the more surprised at her offer to take him there. The magician smiled and gave a respectable, but small, bow.
“Thank you, I would greatly a-appreciate the help--” Schmendrick quickly caught his hat from sliding off. “Heh, I haven’t been here long.”

















