Moon Well Grove
"Right, so we just... shot all the snakes until they're dead then, right? Then, once they're dead, I do the ritual." A beat.
"Maybe I could gather some new branches after we killed the snakes." The druid looks thoughtful for a moment, but then shrugs.
"Whatever, let's see how much time its left after we exterminate those bastards." Taking the lead, Anika is already ascending the spiral path carved out of the petrified tree which leads up to the moon well.
If Blanche comes along, she will eventually see the source of the problem.
The well is filled with water, as one might expect a well to be, but that water is filled with snakes of various species and sizes. There must be hundreds of them either swimming around in the water or laying on the stones of the well and lazing about.
"Elune's tits, just look at them, freaking freeloaders." Anika places the branches she's been carrying in a pile and punches her fist into her palm.
"Let's show em' what we got."