Shulamit says, "Hoo hoo! Today we are studying a netted ulraima pouch found in the Greenwilds!"

Shulamit holds up the pouch, showing it off to the room. "Woven from homespun plant fiber, this spherical bundle is packed full of dried petals, seeds and twigs, as well as a liberal quantity of soft wood shavings. A coiling brass wire has wound its way through the loops along every side of the net, hooking them in place to seal the ulraima shut, while dangling from a slender brass chain tethered to the top of the display case. An invigorating aroma of flowers, spices and woody incense hangs in the air, lending an additional sensory layer to the exhibit."

Shulamit nods its head slowly, looking very wise.

Shulamit says, "So it was found within the Greenwilds. Hoo, it was completed by...was it Relkath? Renault? Probably Relkath."

Aesior pauses for a second, a slight frown upon his face.

Jaidyn says, "Well that's interesting.."

Iesin looks over the pouch thoughtfully.

Jaidyn ponders the situation.

Shulamit carefully places the netted pouch upon the nearby table, making sure it can be seen by all assembled.

Jaidyn says, "Isn't that where your people are from, Shulamit?"

Iesin says, "Looks tribal, ritual in nature."

Warg says, "It looks like a censer almost."

Shulamit says, "Hoo yes! I personally am from Whittler's Hollow though."

Acknowledging Warg's point to be true, Shulamit nods its head gravely at him.

Acknowledging Iesin's point to be true, Shulamit nods its head gravely at him.

Shulamit says, "Hoo, good points. The aromatics make it feel very spiritually inclined, don't they?"

Aesior nods his head affirmatively.

Shulamit leans over the pouch, inhaling deeply. As it does so, its canopy rustles softly. "Veeery fragrant, even after so long!"

Aesior says, "Is there a history of spirituality or tribes in the Greenwilds?"

Shulamit ponders the situation.

Slightly crestfallen Shulamit I...don't know. I don't know much about the Greenwilds myself, having not been raised there.

Shulamit says, "Tickles NO. This is NOT the time."

Warg says, "Hrm, if a scent must retain that potent that long, perhaps it could have been potpourri for someone's er...tribal outhouse?"

"Tsk, tsk," Shulamit says, waggling a tendril at Tickles.

Warg goes to light a joint but thinks better of it, and tucks it away once more.

Shulamit says, "To warg Hoo, possibly! I...am fairly certain most Decheeran don't produce that much waste though."

Aesior says, "Could it also just be from a plant in the area, and not relevant to the culture?"

Iesin says, "I don't think it was, I think another race, tribal in nature created it."

Jaidyn says, "Honestly, I thought it might be used in caring for the young. But if I remember right there's no need to -care- for Decheeran youths."

Shulamit says to Iesin, "Were there more than Decheeran on the planet? It could have...right."

Acknowledging Jaidyn's point to be true, Shulamit nods its head gravely at him.

Shulamit says to Jaidyn, "Indeed. We're planted, then left to grow on our own. I'm sure other's tend garden, but most do not."

Jaidyn nods.

Iesin says, "Could any of those be some kind of herbs?"

Shulamit says, "Maybe it is a memory keepsake? Pick plants from various places you've been, wear it with you. We grow so old, perhaps a way of remembering."

Leaning in a little closer,  Jaidyn takes a big sniff.

Jaidyn covers his mouth and sneezes.

"Heh heh heh," Shulamit chuckles.

Jaidyn shakes his head.

Shulamit says, "Some are certainly spices...or were. I would not try and cook with them."

Warg says, "There is also this, some herbs are known to make pests leave. A repellant. Would be useful for protecting precious vegetation from parasites."

"Oooooooooh!" Shulamit says, eyes wide with wonder.

Iesin says, "Maybe not coooking, but could be medicinal."

Shulamit says to Warg, "Very smart. Yes, that would be useful for a Decheeran."

Acknowledging Iesin's point to be true, Shulamit nods its head gravely at him.

Jaidyn says to Warg, "Are you saying that because it just repelled me?"

Jaidyn slumps down dejectedly.

Warg says, "I have been studying to garden."

Shulamit says to Iesin, "Perhaps both. A repellent would be useful, and medicinal. Can't get sick if the bugs can't get you, hee hoo."

Iesin grins mischievously at Shulamit.

Shulamit carefully picks up the bag, looking over the stitching. "Very careful work. And look at the brass wiring! So thin."

Aesior says, "But why would it repel Jaidyn, a non-decheeran, but not Shulamit?"

Iesin says, "To keep stuff from falling out, but also able to see with in."

Shulamit nods.

Shulamit says, "Seems important to keep the aromatics inside, but also allow one to smell them."

Jaidyn says, "Well.. I am a meat sack and Shulamit is... Well, just not."

"Heh heh heh," Shulamit chuckles.

Warg says, "Repellents do not shy away the plant they are meant to protect, but the creatures that would harm the plant."

Aesior says, "Yeah that's true."

Iesin smirks. "Shulamit is leafy, not meaty."

Shulamit says, "Jaidyn is meant to be repelled?"

Shulamit ponders Jaidyn with a contemplative expression.

Shulamit rubs its chin thoughtfully, raises its eyebrow and says, "I see..."

"Heh heh heh," Shulamit chuckles.

Aesior says, "A meat sack, ha! I can't look at you the same anymore now."

Jaidyn blushes at Shulamit furiously.

Shulamit says, "All are meaty! Very meaty. But I am tree...y."

Shulamit trails off, having confused itself.

Shulamit nods its head slowly, looking very wise.

Iesin says, "Trees are meaty?"

Shulamit says, "No no, I am *not* meaty. I was trying to say."

Shulamit acknowledges the point with a grave nod of its head.

"Heh heh heh," Iesin chuckles.

Shulamit says, "Hoo, regardless of the reason behind the creation, it's a delightful thing to have displayed. Makes the Lord Commander Picram Greenwild wing smell nice."

Shulamit acknowledges the point with a grave nod of its head.

Iesin ponders, looking at the pouch once more, "ensents, ment to be inhaled."

Shulamit says, "Does anyone else have more ideas or wish to examine it closer, or shall I go put our perfumed pouch back on display? Ah hoo."

Shulamit says, "Ensents?"

Shulamit says, "Incense?"

Warg says, "Incense."

Comprehension flashes across Shulamit's face.

Jaidyn says, "I wish I had more ideas, but I am just fresh out."

Shulamit nods slowly.

Iesin says, "Yes, incense."

Shulamit says, "We shall place it back on display. And yes, incense is a good comparison. Very lovely aroma. Perhaps if we find some more after everyone is done at Ishbi, we can study it more!"

Iesin says, "Wonder what if any effects it would have on a person."

Shulamit says to Iesin, "We will toss it at Jaidyn next session!"

Shulamit acknowledges the point with a grave nod of its head.

Iesin says, "Works for me."

Iesin smirks at Jaidyn.

Shulamit carefully packages up the netted pouch, placing it back into its display case.

Jaidyn gasps aloud.