I cannot believe my fortune. Word of a plant came to me today, a magnificent plant that resides in a little-traveled canyon of the Hollowlands. Reginald, who works out of the Dunehead mine, passes near it occasionally on his walks, and has mentioned that it grows as fast as the crow flies, that it bleeds an aura that he can only describe as magical. I believe I've read of its kind in the Spagyric Museaum, and would like immensely to take a sample. Though I know not if I should venture the risk. There have been reports of Dunehead miners disappearing, several of them from Reginald's own group!