In the Northern Wood
Lantern Waste

The Northern Wood is a dense and varied woodland. It consists predominantly of oak and white pine trees, with a variety of other groves growing here and there. Down here the undergrowth is quite thick, making it rather hard to see any distinct paths leading in any particular direction. Above you, the blue sky and bright sunlight are barely visible through the thick canopy of leaves overhead.

Lanisen wanders through the northern woods, a stained canvas bag slung messenger-style across his body. It’s mostly full of fresh herbs.

Crenna also pads through the woods, her own satchel a bit full. She hears the Son of Adam’s footsteps and makes a course towards him. “Hello there.”

Lanisen slows to consider a patch of stinging nettle, pushing his mouth to the side. He turns at the Wolf’s voice. “Crenna, hi.”

Crenna notes his pack and smiles, “I see you are gathering herbs. Find anything interesting?”

Lanisen says, “Oh…” and gestures at the nettle patch. “I’ll have to come back for it; I haven’t got any gloves.”

Crenna wrinkles her nose, “That is very smart. They hurt.”

Lanisen says, “/Yeah/ they do.”

Crenna chuckles, “What we do for our plants.”

Lanisen pushes his mouth to the side again. “I’ll come back for it tomorrow,” he decides.

Crenna hmms, “Maybe you could dig it out by the roots?”

Lanisen half-grins at her sidelong. “I’d still have to get it in the bag somehow, and I know I’d bump it or somethin’.”

Crenna gets as close as she can to the plant, digging a bit at the ground, “You could wrap it in some leaves?”

Lanisen says, “Orrr I could come back for it tomorrow with gloves.”

Crenna grins at him, “Healing is thinking outside the box.”

Lanisen says, “There’s a /lot/ of nettle here, and my bag’s almost full!”

Crenna relents, “Okay, okay.” She bumps him, “What else have you been collecting?”

Lanisen shows her his bag, shifting aside a bundle of yarrow to reveal a modest handful of dry coneflower blossoms and lemon balm, and a few slightly muddy dandelion roots.

Crenna dips her head, “Those look like good specimens.”

Lanisen gives her a quick searching look to verify this, and then turns slightly red at the praise. “Thanks.”

Crenna yawns, “So you enjoying your lessons?”

Lanisen admits, “Very much. It’s good to have somethin’ to…”

Crenna tips her head, waiting for him to finish.

Lanisen fusses absently at the cloth strap of his bag. “Somethin’ to, somethin’ to work at, think about.”

Crenna smiles, “Ah, yes. Healing exercises the mind.”

Lanisen says, “Yeah.”

Crenna says, “Are you just learning what each plant does or will you also learn other things like stitching and slings?””

Lanisen says, “Just herbs right now. Stormsbreath’s talked about teaching me wound things over the winter, dependin’.”

Crenna says, “Oh that is wonderful. We could always use another person who has knowledge of those things.””

Lanisen says, “Well.”

Crenna tips her head, “Well?”

Lanisen says, “Um– assumin’ I got the stomach for it. I only ever– the worst I ever dealt with is hounds after a hunt’s gone bad, and that’s– somebody else takes the bad ones.”

Crenna ohs before nodding, “Yes, that…is one of the hardest things to overcome.”

Lanisen says, “I’d like to be able to– to handle it, though. If, if I had to.”

Crenna hmms, “Well, you would be surprised on what you can do if you have too.” She eyes him and says, “I think you will surprise yourself.”

Lanisen shifts and glances at her sidelong, anxious and unconvinced.

Crenna bumps him again, “Just take it one day at a time.”

Lanisen says, “Yeah. Yeah, I know.”

Crenna begins to sniff the scents, “Well, I will let you get back to herb collecting. Let me know if you want to practice herblore.”

Lanisen says, “Oh! Oh, sure, I’d– that’d be good.”

Crenna nods, “Then we will get together sometime. Have a good day, Lanisen.” She slips off into the bushes.

Lanisen says, “You too, Crenna.” He adjusts his bag and turns to follow the path.


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