"I'll go wherever you go, Malki Blackblade," Acadia responded. "I'm Acadia Durast. I carry no title, but I'm a child of the snow and a citizen of the world."
They sat and made small talk for a while longer, but then Acadia reached into her pocket and pulled out a single leaf. "You seem well versed in herbology. I was wondering, do you recognize this?"
The leaf was small, fitting perfectly into Acadia's palm, and a violent shade of purple. Its edges were jagged, and a strange, albeit somewhat pleasant, scent seemed to come off of it.