Avery jogged up to Agatha.
" Hello Agatha. Did you lose something?" Avery asked.
" Yes!" Agatha replied frantically searching the ground," it's a green broach in the shape of a frostia flower."
" I'll make a report about the lost item and look in the lost and found. Don't worry, it'll turn up." Avery encouraged as she started making her way to the nearest guard station.
She checked in the lost and found to no avail and made a report. She then went over to Agatha and helped in the search efforts. The search continued late into the night as the entire hero's party continually berated Agatha for losing something so important.
Every once in a while Avery would bring over a broach and Agatha would shake her head upon seeing it. Finally they decided to call it a night and continue in the morning.
As Avery walked back to her house she spotted a familiar face amonst the crowd of people. He looked to be saying goodbye. Avery waited for a bit and as expected he turned and walked, surprisingly, in the same direction as Avery's home. He walked into the forest right behind Avery's house.
The smell of stew waffted through the kitchen window.
" Hi dad, that smells great." Avery called out.
"Yeah it does, unfortuneately it will take a while, should have just bought some thing from the festival." Alister replied.
"It's ok dad I was going for a walk anyway." Avery said which Alister aknowledged with a mhmmm.
Avery moved silently through the forest letting the smell of drugs guide her. She found the human man walking, poppy ribbon held in hand. The residue falling from the Ribbon causing the vegetation to spark slightly before their magi system neutralised the threat. He stopped to take another puff and Avery over took him on the path. She eventually reached the spot she was going to and stopped to harvest the seeds of a plant.
This particular plant only flowered once a year, with an astonishing growth rate of six months till full maturity. If its seed production wasn't so sparce, with one out of every 100 trees producing a total of ten fertile seeds it would have been the most promanent tree species in the forest.
The man passed by Avery and tripped. The tree adjascent to the one Avery was harvesting seeds from opened a small hole in its trunk into which the man fell. The trunk closed up and muffled screaming could be heard. Avery continued harvesting the seeds being careful to not cause discomfort to the tree.
When she was done she turned around and walked back home where a delicious stew awaited her. She explained the situation of the lost broach to Alister who listened to Avery's words with great interest. Avery finally lay down in bed.
She glanced at the green frostia broach in her hand, turning it over as she inspected it. There was nothing notable about it except for the fact that it had a spell on it to track its owner and was covered in mischief powder. Eventually, she opened the secret compartment in her room and placed the broach inside.
She then dosed off to sleep, exhausted.