( she squeezes sam's arm gently, grateful for the continuation of the magical topic rather than her nightmares, giving him a small smile in response to his softer tone )
Traditionally, it was used for warding off evil spirits. Some hung lavender by their doors, others used it in cleansing.
( the cleansing aspect is something that rowena has and still does, using incense to lift the energy in the room )
With my tea blend it's a protection for my mind. ( neither want to talk about her nightmares but this use of magic keeps touching it ) To banish what may harm my sleep.
Glad we've got so much that helps with that. [ He chuckles, talking about the number of herbs that help ward. ] Though I think the evil spirits have still gotten a little too comfortable around here.
[ A joke. He stuffs a hand into his jeans pockets as they walk, rifling though his mental encyclopedia of other, similar plants and when they'd had to make use of over the years, wondering vaguely how much Rowena has worked with them and what insights she'd have to offer.
A lot, he knows. She's just...got an experience of all this that goes so far beyond what he'll ever get to see. Even so, he wants to hear about as much as he can from her while there's time. ]
Like against scrying or control. [ Lots of ways to negatively impact the mind, unfortunately. Which he knows better than most. ] Not just lavender though, right?
( her hand slips from his arm, stepping in front of him as the path narrows, leading him deeper into the trees )
Lavender, sage, rosemary-- they're all typical things that you would find. Sage, especially, has become almost a symbol of a cleansing ritual, though really, it's what you wish to cleanse that should also play some part in it.
( she pauses her step, checking their path before moving again, careful steps in her heels over the rocks and branches )
For you, bay leaves and nettles would serve you well. I could make you a little hex bag to carry.
( hex bags, despite their name, could have positive uses as well as the spells that they were used to seeing )
Sage. Right. [ Spoken with a scoff. It's been appropriated, after all, by a lot of would-be witches. Just another legitimate practice made into a trend by social media. ] Somehow I feel like people just pick it up at their local store and forget there's supposed to be any intention in it.
[ Fortunately, going about that the wrong way doesn't have any deadly consequences...that he's aware of, anyway. ]
For me? [ Sam's brows lift in question as he hunts for the meanings of the two herbs that she might be referencing. ] Oh...thanks. But what for?
[ He might be able to guess, of course, but better to hear it from the witch's mouth. ]
( things that even a skilled hunter could use. skill doesn't mean bad things doesn't happen, and good luck is a beautiful thing to have in your pocket )
Small things can be incredibly powerful, and are often very overlooked in that.
( she means the hex bag but the same is true of the witch saying it. so many had overlooked her power based on how she looked )
Yeah. Could always use more of those. [ God knows... ] Or any, at least where luck's concerned.
[ Though he immediately thinks of the rabbit's foot from years back and pulls a face at the memory of some of the damage the cursed object had wrought...
What she says next softens his face again, his smile turning fond. ]
You can say that again. [ Rowena is what he's thinking of, naturally. She's been such an incredible ally, and -- as she's said -- someone likely to be overlooked by their enemies, or anyone at all. ] I hope 'small things' don't always feel overlooked, though.
( rowena looks up, her expression inquisitive. but then she understands, smiling fondly at him )
Not by the people who mean a lot to them.
( the people that have shown her care certainly make her feel seen, and she appreciates that. especially with how well samuel seems to understand her, being able to see past some of the walls she puts up for everyone else.
she starts to speak again, but having taken her eyes from the path, rowena misses what's right in front of her. her foot slips, and she tries to grasp for him to steady herself again )
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Traditionally, it was used for warding off evil spirits. Some hung lavender by their doors, others used it in cleansing.
( the cleansing aspect is something that rowena has and still does, using incense to lift the energy in the room )
With my tea blend it's a protection for my mind. ( neither want to talk about her nightmares but this use of magic keeps touching it ) To banish what may harm my sleep.
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[ A joke. He stuffs a hand into his jeans pockets as they walk, rifling though his mental encyclopedia of other, similar plants and when they'd had to make use of over the years, wondering vaguely how much Rowena has worked with them and what insights she'd have to offer.
A lot, he knows. She's just...got an experience of all this that goes so far beyond what he'll ever get to see. Even so, he wants to hear about as much as he can from her while there's time. ]
Like against scrying or control. [ Lots of ways to negatively impact the mind, unfortunately. Which he knows better than most. ] Not just lavender though, right?
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( her hand slips from his arm, stepping in front of him as the path narrows, leading him deeper into the trees )
Lavender, sage, rosemary-- they're all typical things that you would find. Sage, especially, has become almost a symbol of a cleansing ritual, though really, it's what you wish to cleanse that should also play some part in it.
( she pauses her step, checking their path before moving again, careful steps in her heels over the rocks and branches )
For you, bay leaves and nettles would serve you well. I could make you a little hex bag to carry.
( hex bags, despite their name, could have positive uses as well as the spells that they were used to seeing )
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[ Fortunately, going about that the wrong way doesn't have any deadly consequences...that he's aware of, anyway. ]
For me? [ Sam's brows lift in question as he hunts for the meanings of the two herbs that she might be referencing. ] Oh...thanks. But what for?
[ He might be able to guess, of course, but better to hear it from the witch's mouth. ]
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( things that even a skilled hunter could use. skill doesn't mean bad things doesn't happen, and good luck is a beautiful thing to have in your pocket )
Small things can be incredibly powerful, and are often very overlooked in that.
( she means the hex bag but the same is true of the witch saying it. so many had overlooked her power based on how she looked )
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Yeah. Could always use more of those. [ God knows... ] Or any, at least where luck's concerned.
[ Though he immediately thinks of the rabbit's foot from years back and pulls a face at the memory of some of the damage the cursed object had wrought...
What she says next softens his face again, his smile turning fond. ]
You can say that again. [ Rowena is what he's thinking of, naturally. She's been such an incredible ally, and -- as she's said -- someone likely to be overlooked by their enemies, or anyone at all. ] I hope 'small things' don't always feel overlooked, though.
[ By, you know. People who work with them. ]
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Not by the people who mean a lot to them.
( the people that have shown her care certainly make her feel seen, and she appreciates that. especially with how well samuel seems to understand her, being able to see past some of the walls she puts up for everyone else.
she starts to speak again, but having taken her eyes from the path, rowena misses what's right in front of her. her foot slips, and she tries to grasp for him to steady herself again )