Oh we were sea bound and aimless at best...

Hanging out in the Orchard offered all kinds of potential for herb gathering. Granted he didn't know much beyond dandelions and meadowsweet but he was determined to collect a few interesting herbs and bring them back to Kassander to see if he'd managed to find anything good. He dimly remembered about something…. with sweet in the name. Sweetgrass? Sweetflowers? Flowersweet? Something…. now if he could just find a nice clump to take back. He was aware it grew in clearings and meadows and so he headed for the small meadow near the Orchard and began his search. He was still hesitant to go to far from his family and felt a sudden nervousness growing in his gut but he attempted to ignore it. He was getting to old to cling like a newborn pup.

OOC: sorry this post is so short and crappy

Alarik trailed after his brother, nose to the grass as he tried to figure out where he had gone. Alarik had slept in this morning and when he woke up, he found Dómari already gone. Of course, they were both grown now and Alarik probably should have found his own way to spend the day. But after spending so much time away from his family, he didn't feel all that fond of being alone. Especially with the weather as lovely as it was today. So he trotted along until the scent grew stronger, a big smile coming to his face as his brother came into view. "Hey, Dom!" he called out, tail held high behind him. His brother was sniffing around at plants again. He really seemed to be interested in the whole herb hunting thing. "What are we looking for today?" he asked. Of course, Alarik hadn't the slightest bit of knowledge on herbs. But that didn't mean he couldn't learn. Such knowledge could definitely come in handy after all. "Talk" "You" Think

Oh we were sea bound and aimless at best...

Dómari was relying heavily on his nose as he searched for the sweet… plant thing. Even if he couldn't remember the name he was fairly certain of the smell and was even more certain that he'd know the plant when he saw it. Rooting through the Orchard, he followed his nose and suddenly felt the urge to ram his head into a tree. Meadowsweet! That's what it was, he'd just thought of it a moment ago, what made him forget like that? Dómari sighed. Was he nuts to think he'd be any good at this healer stuff?

Focusing more intently he kept an eye out for the dark foilage and creamy flowers that would signify the meadowsweet plant. He'd just caught strong yet sweet smell he was looking for when his brother Alarik happened upon him. He looked up and grinned. "Hey Alarik! I'm looking for meadowsweet and I think I'm onto something. What about you? What are you up to today? Hunting for anything in particular?"