Continued from Entry 25
I have never been as glad for an education as I am tonight. We’ve learned so much.
The snake that bit Balthandar’s boot, for example, is simply known as a firesnake. The name is fitting as its venom burns whatever it comes into contact with. Apparently if said venom gets into the blood stream it will cauterize the veins as it travels towards the heart, which can kill the bitten appendage rapidly.
Odds are strong that it will either turn the limb black, or kill the person outright, whether or not the venom makes it all the way to the heart. For this there is no cure, unless a Sympathetic Healer happens to be nearby.
There are so many unique plants here, I would have had no idea which were safe to eat and which were poisonous if it were not for Bantish.
He showed us a number of different roots and small flowers which I had barely noticed along our journey thus far. Most that I would have assumed were safe were quite the opposite, and many that look frightful to eat appear to be the most nutritious.
Before I forget, I must draw a few here for future reference.
These flowers have various poisonous properties, as marked. Strangely it is some of the prettier flowers that prove the most dangerous, as with the Pondsweed.
These look similar, but are quite safe to eat and hold various nutrients. The difference lies in how the stems split, and the shapes of the leaves.
The most impressive plant he showed us was a small tree that grows no taller than waist-high. The Martingue. Every part of this plant contains different nutrients, and its stems are as satisfying to eat as flatbake.
Bantish claims it is the most valuable plant in the jungle, and by far the most nutritious. Whenever they find one they nurture it to maturity and then use its leaves in as much of their food as possible. If there is any illness in the village, they harvest it from leaf to root, and consume it all. The roots in particular, he tells us, are invaluable for curing illness.
To demonstrate, he gave Bolton a broth made from Martingue root. Bolton’s fever lifted in minutes, and he was awake within the hour.
The plant is rare. Any time we find it, I have instructed the others to harvest and pack it along.
This evening was encouraging. I certainly feel less like we will starve in the jungles of the Nanten now.