THIS IS A WARNING --- fighting poison lesson

[SÉAMUS]

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Uncertainty laced in overconfidence and flamboyant nature.  Simple, yet... Well, he was not in the nature of sharing.  Not generally.  Yet here he stood, amidst a simple layout for his lesson.  Many poisonous plants on display; foxglove, nightshade, yew berries, holly, foxglove and even a few leaves of poison ivy and oak that he had taken great care in moving without touching directly.  He tilted his head lightly, regarding the bringers of pain and doom, clicking his talons.

Yarrow, stinging nettle, and tannin as well, sat among the carefully laid out poisonous herbs.  The good and the bad all together.  The pirate held back a wry smirk before he sighed.  Get this over with.

"Hey!" The Irishman raised his voice high as he dared, the epitome of relaxation and indifference.  "You wanna know how to combat poison, come over 'ere for a lesson."  I'm doing something 'good' with myself, are you proud, da? ma?  Kian?  Raziel?  Maybe later, he could teach everyone how to use poison, as the vulpine was rather fond of lacing his weapons with deadly concoctions.

"word of mouth there's a snake in the garden" —-- Séamus Ó Faolán