Randal smiled, then shrugged. “Okay, first and foremost, don’t leave home without your plant tester. Keep it in your backpack or otherwise on your person when you need it. Because, honestly, it will save you from a whole host of problems. But this knowledge I’m about to teach you is for when you are stranded in the Wilderness without resources… without your kit, your survival gear, and without a way to hunt. Hopefully, you will never be in that position, but it can and might happen one day and I’d rather you be prepared.” Randal said softly, shaking his head.
“So far, Randal, your teachings have given me the best chance to survive. It’s like a toolbox – comprised mostly of ways of thinking – that is full of tools that are making things easier in terms of surviving in the wilds. I appreciate that more than you know because once I know… I know. It’s not something that can be taken away, lost, or left behind like a plant tester.” Taz said softly, reaching out to grip his upper arm for a moment.
“Okay… right. That’s a good way to think. Remember, you can live up to a third of a season in the wild without food. You’ll grow weaker, but you will manage. Water is a whole different story and one we’ve covered. I’m confident you can get water in the Rainforest. You’ve learned well and taken to the lessons like a witch of Caiyha’s. But you’d be a whole lot more comfortable with food. Just because you can live without it, doesn’t mean you need to. Lack of food can cause your thoughts to muddle, your energy to wane, and your critical thinking to be flawed. The biggest killer in the jungle isn’t a rogue ashta or a panther, but a poor decision.” Randal added, truthfully meaning that.
“So, you are saying there are ways without a plant tester to identify edible plants in the wilderness?” Taz asked, curious. She wondered if it was a magic or some other skill.
“Exactly. And it's not even a magic or something you do through auristics. It’s a method, Taz, and I’m going to teach you today.” He said with a smile… then beckoned for her to follow. Taz skipped to it, following along with him enjoying how many of their walks involved just wandering through the jungle, exploring new places, and seeing new things. “The problem with the jungle is, there is species upon species upon species. It would be impossible to catalog them all or even make thorough enough notes to actually identify them clearly through sketches or even dried samples. Thus, you can’t determine whether or not a particular thing you try to eat will make you sick or not. It’s virtually impossible. And please understand its far better to go without food than to poison yourself. Remember that.” Randal said firmly, then looked thoughtfully at Tazrae.
“I’ve noticed….” Taz said, looking curiously at the plants all around her. “Mimicry is a real issue in the jungle. Plants look like each other. And they don’t always have signals for poison like say caterpillars who are brightly colored do. Everything here is various shades of green; everything.” Taz added.