Fruits of the Land [Arcane][OPEN]

[Windra]

Despite the night, his eyes were keen. Despite the trill of crickets outside, his ears were filled with the sizzling of pots and the hissing of tunnelsnakes - right up until they weren't. He drew back the wooden hammer with a firm nod.

"Can't go about removin' venom sacs if they're still wrigglin'."

When Senshi went to grip one by the neck, its lifeless corpse snapped at him with extended fangs.

"Damn nerves firin' off still ... "

Well, the knife goes chop chop chop. After wiping the gore from his hands and the counter space (a pristine work place was a good work place), the short man went about dissecting and vacating the toxins. Tunnelsnakes weren't the only thing Semaca had in spades. There were herbs, flowers with pungent smells and funky tasting fruits. And a tree who's roots smelled remarkably like licorice. All of this things and more were scattered about him in plates and bowls.

Parsley and Turmeric perched themselves in the open window. The little green was holding some kind of a reptile in its mouth - her catch from a night hunt. Turmeric was side-eyeing her hungrily, greedily desiring to snap some up but withholding because she was a lady and they shared the same sleeping quarters. Getting her mad meant going to the doghouse.

[Erionda]

Luisa had been out and about on an evening stroll, having finished the harder parts of the day in her apprenticeship. Stretching her arms out across her chest to help pull and ease the muscles in her upper body the thick young woman. Passing by an exposed doorway, Luisa caught sight of what appeared to be someone struggling against some tunnel snakes. "Need a hand?" She offered pleasantly, letting her stretched arm drop to her side. Letting her legs carry her towards the individual out of habit.

[Windra]

Well ... the lass that entered the doorway certainly looked like she could haul a boulder down a hill. Senshi nodded appreciatingly at the muscles. It wasn't often you saw a woman with form like that!

"Sure can," he addressed, waving her in with his thick palm. (Behind him, Turmeric was chittering a plea to Parsley, dipping his head in sorrowful submission. The green flitt narrowed her wheeling eyes.) "Grab that peeler over there. You can peel the skin from these roots." Senshi gestured towards the fennel-scented gnarled clumps.

He hunted for a smaller blade like a scalpel and began poking at the base of where one of the snakes' heads had been. Tracing the sharp edge to the throat, he dug in. Not a pleasant sight, no doubt.

"Once I remove the venom sack, this thing'll be harmless. They don't taste great on their own, so the meat will have to marinate overnight."

[Erionda]

"Too easy." Luisa beamed. Jumping into action, following the directions given to her. The peeler was easy enough to find, and the fennel scented objects welcomed her with their scent. Far more welcoming than the scent left behind from the tunnel snakes.

Lifting up the object, Luisa deftly set to work slowly peeling back the thin layer on the tuber. Her eyes glancing up at the two firelizards every so often as she worked. Giving a small grin towards their antics. "How long have you had your flits?" Luisa asked enthusiastically. Her hands working through the small grooves of the object she was peeling. "I'm Luisa by the way I don't think we've really had the pleasure of meeting just yet."