The cold and hungry...

[Nym]

“Do you remember how the song goes little Nym?”

With stalking feet and tattered lips,

And rotting eyes like sinking ships!

Caught in a sight so blinding,

Driven mad by a face so divine,

Tore out his own eyes to remind,

Of an image trapped in time."

Character Name: Nym!
Flower Petals: Maybe one or two other people! Depending on IC
Objective: New whispers float towards the druid this time. Reminding them of something. A lullaby as old as they could remember. A wretched thing that should have stayed buried...but now it seems as if Nym has to return home with a few friends, to uncover the whispers within the trees.

Tone: More lore for Gaia! Nature themes, Cryptic themes as well.
Risk: For exploring a lullaby passed down? Whatever seems fair here! However for what's being asked….CoD!
Reward: A picture of Mother Gaia [Whatever else the other people want!]
Dm:[Looking! P-please...]