Huxley

H u x l e y
the mysterious forager

"My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year."

Dried Cedar Branch

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At least this branch is distinctive.

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Empty Zalis Nest

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Many dragons will remove these nests without dismantling them; free basket!

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Cedar Logs

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A resplendent cedar log, ready to be shaped.

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Barkback Root

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When planted, these roots produce fast-growing, if curiously aware trees.

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Bonewood Log

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A brittle log of dried, dying wood. It is unclear what type of tree this came from originally.

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Huxley appeared mysteriously in the Haven, and settled in like they'd always been here. No one really batted an eye. The Overseers accepted Huxley's presence easily, and the populace followed suit. Maybe. We haven't conducted a poll or anything.

Huxley is a forager in the deep woods. They travel often, sometimes for weeks or months at a time, but also somehow manage to appear whenever their name is mentioned. Their skill in both foraging and long-distance gossip listening probably has to do with their heightened sense of hearing, which they use to tap into the miniature skittering world of insects.

They don't talk much, but get along well with Mythos, which is a bit strange, but they both love to travel to unseen places, and Mythos does enough chatting for the both of them. They also seem to have been making attempts at romancing Catmint. No one's quite sure where that's headed.

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» Genderfluid; uses "they" and occasionally "he" » Pansexual and demiromantic » Foraging has become much more efficient since Huxley arrived, making the clan think maybe they should seek out a dedicated hunter, fisher, etc.? Just a thought.

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