He had thought that with the coming of Flowerbirth he might experiment with some of the drylander flavors that had caught his interest in recent seasons. Fruits, he was familiar with, and increasingly with the delights of sugary confections in their many varieties. But one sharp-tasting spice that he wished to learn more of was grown, he was told, along the Ahi coast.
Flowering vines that climbed woody trees near the shore, with green flower spikes and small, dark red fruits were what he was hunting as he swam along the coast in a place beside the jungle where the beach had washed away and the trees directly overhung the mild surf. He had thought he had found some...
But the flowers were withered from frost-blight and ice rimed the trees from the ocean's spray. The dark-skinned merman's stoic expression was marred by a slight frown as he inspected the unseasonal damage to Torchline's flora, and he pulled himself a little ways out of the water to peer deeper into the jungle, trying to discern how far the unseasonable cold damage went.
Flowering vines that climbed woody trees near the shore, with green flower spikes and small, dark red fruits were what he was hunting as he swam along the coast in a place beside the jungle where the beach had washed away and the trees directly overhung the mild surf. He had thought he had found some...
But the flowers were withered from frost-blight and ice rimed the trees from the ocean's spray. The dark-skinned merman's stoic expression was marred by a slight frown as he inspected the unseasonal damage to Torchline's flora, and he pulled himself a little ways out of the water to peer deeper into the jungle, trying to discern how far the unseasonable cold damage went.
