Travnik & Scorch
Scorch Scorch
Just ran across this new plant, the kind that can cure a burn instantly but if you handle it wrong it’s a lethal poison. You’ve got any thoughts on that?
Travnik Travnik
I think you’re talking about a species in the genus *Sanguinaria*, maybe the rare *Sanguinaria rubra*. It’s in the family Papaveraceae, with a bright scarlet seed capsule that releases a resinous sap. The sap has potent alkaloids that can coagulate tissue quickly—useful for burns, but the same compounds are neurotoxic if inhaled or ingested. If you’re going to handle it, wrap your hands in nitrile gloves, work in a well‑ventilated area, and never let it touch your skin for more than a few seconds. Even a small slip can be lethal, so treat it with the same reverence you’d give a holy herb. Always test a tiny patch before applying it to a wound. Remember, the balance between cure and poison is the thin line every plant walks.
Scorch Scorch
Yeah, that’s the one. Hard to get your hands on it, but when you do, you gotta treat it like a ticking bomb—gloves, ventilation, no hand‑to‑skin contact for long. A quick test patch is the only way to be sure you won’t end up burning yourself in the name of saving someone. The line between healer and killer is razor‑thin, so I’d double‑check everything before dropping it on a wound.
Travnik Travnik
Good call—keep that sap in a sealed glass jar, label it with the Latin name and your own mark, and stash it in a locked drawer. Always have a spare pair of gloves ready, and never rush the patch test; it’s the only way to keep the healer’s heart from turning into a killer’s. If you ever forget which plant you’re using, just remember: *Sanguinaria* is the one that needs both reverence and a safety oath.
Scorch Scorch
Got it. Locked up, gloves on standby. If I ever slip up, I’ll remember the oath and keep the healer in me.
Travnik Travnik
Sounds solid—just don’t forget the oath if the lock fails and the jar slides. And if you ever get bored of the routine, remember that the leaves of *Sanguinaria* are as sharp in warning as they are in healing. Keep the gloves close, and the healer close to your heart.
Scorch Scorch
Don’t worry, I’ll keep my gloves close and that oath tighter than a safety lock. If the jar ever slips, I’ll be ready to grab it before it turns my day into a disaster. The leaves sure know how to keep us on our toes.
Travnik Travnik
That’s the spirit—stay vigilant, keep the ritual tight, and let the plant’s warning be your guide. The safer the routine, the better the healer you’ll be.