[WT] THE SPIDER'S DANCE :: open, herb game

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  • Here came Bentley with another game or competition for his Clanmates, also a weekly task like the former. A belated one, sure, but a weekly task nonetheless. The corgi sat in the camp with his pouch of herbs next to him. There were six different herbs laid out in a row, with a space between one group of three and the other. In that space was a functioning call bell to act as a buzzer. "Gather if you'd like to play a game," he barked aloud. "Two players compete simultaneously. You're given three fresh herbs to examine - hit the call bell when you know what they are. The first to correctly identify them wins." Currently the herbs were marigold, chervil and yarrow, which would be revealed later if the contestants didn't have a clue.


  • A herb game? Well, it'd be a little unfair if she played in her opinion, considering she used to be a medicine cat. The female would go over with a playful grin. It was a good concept, good for learning and all. Sounded like fun too. "It'd be unfair to play if you used to be a medic, wouldn't it?" Blazestar commented. Maybe if a younger member was stumped and frustrated she'd help them out, so they could have fun as well.

  • Bentley smiled at the presence of the ginger leader. "I suppose it'd be unfair if I didn't let you play, but you can help out stumped players if you'd like," he replied. "You can still be a contestant, though." Experience in medicine would be an advantage, but the game also counted in reflexes, meaning a physically slower player with herb knowledge could be beaten by a faster opponent.



  • "I'll join." Spell was the next to approach. Hopefully there would be some sort of lesson before the game began, because the ambassador knew absolutely nothing about herbs.

  • Blackweed knew she probably shouldn't join, just because of the fact that hundreds of years of sniffing herbs and occasionally healing someone kind of sharpens your skills. She sat beside Blaze. "We could go against each other. See who's got a better memory." The fluffy black cat proposed with a casual flick of the ears.