It is a green rose created by a god long ago to give to his mortal lover.
A magical herb that keeps things cool…for a long time.
A tiny leaf, that can make the smallest animal truly dangerous.
Masters have come and gone, but Honest Wrekk has always been around.
Scratches are a small price to pay for the comfort and protection of the perfect campsite. At least they were a small price until members of the party aren’t waking up.
In a savage area, the bodies of the dead are cremated, and their ashes are placed in a hollowed out pod like a gourd or a coconout and tossed into a river to bring good luck to the tribe.