As Jehu turned away to head back in the direction of the Mercantile, Sophia rounded the shell of her lab and hopped lightly back up into her home. She quickly located her jungle appropriate clothing - tan Isuas trousers and a cream Isuas cloth shirt. She rolled the sleeves up to her elbows for now, though she knew she would have to wear them long in the trees. Knee-heigh boots were pulled onto her feet and she tied a piece of ribbon around her wrist so that she could deal with her hair later.
The Svefra then moved over to her pack, checking over the contents before slinging it onto her back. The hammock, tarp and rope were stashed neatly in the bottom, and a full waterskin, dried food,a small knife and a pouch of coconut fibre tinder sat on top of those. She gave herself a dousing of insect repellent before adding that in too, and she placed her journal on top before closing the pack up tightly. Finally, Sophia attached her cutlass to her waist and stepped down from her home to make her way to the Mercantile.
Sophia wondered who Jehu would manage to persuade to accompany them into the trees today. The pair had agreed to add a third person to their party, since between them they didn’t hold enough knowledge to safely move past the fringes and it was unlikely much teaching could be done there. As she walked, something blue caught her eye and she stooped to pluck a piece of smooth seaglass from the sand. She ran a thumb over it before pocketing the glass, and then instinctively scanned the beach for some more.
After several chimes where she wandered the beach in a very roundabout way to reach her destination, the Mercantile came into view. Sophia could see two men there, one clearly Jehu, but the other had their back to her and she couldn’t tell who it was. She wondered briefly how long they had been waiting while she had been beachcombing, and smiled at the Chaktawe. “Sorry, I got distracted…”
Sophia trailed off as she realised who the other man was. Beneath the hat, she met the surprisingly clear eyes of Artik and did her best to hold back a sigh at his mumble of “About time.”. While she hadn’t had a lot of interaction with the Svefra, she had had enough for him to be decidedly off her list of favourite people. She slid her gaze to meet that of Jehu’s briefly, though she suspected the man didn’t know quite what Artik was like on a normal day.
She could feel Artik watching her already, so she turned to him, gesturing at the treeline as she spoke. “Thanks for helping out Artik, why don’t you lead the way so I can show Jehu some plants.” The man didn’t move, so Sophia beamed at him, hoping to catch him off-guard. After a brief pause, Artick turned almost grudgingly, and started to head in the direction of the trees. Sophia followed after him, tying her hair up with the ribbon from her wrist and checking to see that Jehu was coming too.
“I assume the jungles you’ve been in before are much the same as these! I’ll do my best to point out things that might be useful, or that you should do your very best to avoid.” As they drew near to the trees, Sophia took up her cutlass into her hand and fished out a spool of bright red Isaus ribbon from her pocket. She held it out so that the Chaktawe could see it. “I learned this tip off another settler. If you cut up and tie this stuff to the trees, you make yourself a little trail to follow back out again.” Sophia still was nowhere near as comfortable in the trees as the woman Nya had been, but the Svefra did her best to always remember the knowledge she had shared.
Artik called back to them then, wanting to know where exactly they were supposed to be going. “Just lead a trial in a loop back to the beach. I guess we want to be in here for maybe a few bells?” She glanced back at Jehu briefly to see what he thought, adding on a comment for him too. “If you see anything that interests you, let me know and I’ll see if I can enlighten you.” As they walked, Sophia started to cut pieces of the ribbon and tie them at regular intervals to branches of the trees they passed. Even though they were still in the fringes, the gloom was already starting to close in and the bright red of the ribbon stood out starkly again the foliage.