MAEA
"We could burn it," the Ancient suggested, to no one's surprise. Standing next to Hadama with arms folded across her velvet-draped chest, she gazed out across the sea of void lotuses with a slight frown. A crimson scarf had been tied around her mouth and nose, muffling her voice slightly; she had drenched it in a lightly scented oil in an attempt at staving off the fumes of the flowers, though it remained to be seen how effective the tactic would be.
In the heat of the desert Maea felt alive like never before. Dressed down to only the armored gown and with her newly obtained glaive in hand, she had been considering her own skillset and concluded that there wasn't much else she could do about the flowers. "Possibly I can drop something on them from above, though I can't think of anything we have that might work on them. Are either of you versed in poisons?" She didn't think so, but it was worth asking.
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Maea suggests burning the flowers, or dropping a toxin on them from above.
In the heat of the desert Maea felt alive like never before. Dressed down to only the armored gown and with her newly obtained glaive in hand, she had been considering her own skillset and concluded that there wasn't much else she could do about the flowers. "Possibly I can drop something on them from above, though I can't think of anything we have that might work on them. Are either of you versed in poisons?" She didn't think so, but it was worth asking.
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Maea suggests burning the flowers, or dropping a toxin on them from above.
Light is easy to love
Show me your darkness
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