The Wind in Flight
Saren
02-08-2020, 03:37 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-09-2020, 01:01 PM by Lúta.)
Lúta lingered in the southern lands where the warmer summer temperatures were helping the plant life to thrive. She was on the hunt through the marshy lands of the estuary for marsh mallow and elderberry. She glided along the soggy ground as the birds sang around her. It was lovely out and she almost wished she could just settle down by the water's edge and listen, however she had work to do. Lúta was no pack wolf. She would need to get herself well stocked for winter if she didn't plan on joining a pack or band.
She slowed to a halt as she spied a plant that just might be what she was looking for. She quickly padded over to investigate.
02-08-2020, 04:29 PM
Saren was on his way to find where ever his pack had gone to, he knew he was getting close but he wasn’t quite there yet. Before he had decided to return he had been spending his time observing plants and picking up what healing knowledge he could on his own.
Now he had come across a rather colorful female who seemed to be investigating a plant of her own. He recognized the plant from his wanderings and wondered if the female was looking at the plant to learn what it did or to gather it for her own purposes. He carefully walked towards her and said “I see you’re curious about this herb.” Saren may have learned about what plants did but their names were something you couldn’t figure out without another’s help “For what purpose are you after it?”
Now he had come across a rather colorful female who seemed to be investigating a plant of her own. He recognized the plant from his wanderings and wondered if the female was looking at the plant to learn what it did or to gather it for her own purposes. He carefully walked towards her and said “I see you’re curious about this herb.” Saren may have learned about what plants did but their names were something you couldn’t figure out without another’s help “For what purpose are you after it?”
02-08-2020, 05:22 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-09-2020, 01:08 PM by Lúta.)
I wanted to seek, but I got distracted
Lúta grinned as she realized that this was indeed a marshmallow plant. Perfect! The later half of summer was an excellent time to gather the leaves of the marsh mallow plant. The whole plant could be used but she wanted the leaves for certain. She'd need to hang them some place to dry so she opted to snip the plants off at the base of their stems. Her jaws worked to sever through one of the plants which she set aside.
She was about to grab more when a yearling male appeared. She dipped her head in greeting. "Hello there. I'm gathering the leaves to make a marsh mallow tisane. Do you want some to? There's plenty." She reached down again to gather more plants. "My name is Lúta by the way. Do you live around here?"
02-13-2020, 04:43 AM
So that’s what the plant was called, marshmallow. Hearing the plants name made sense but the word that followed it didn’t. A tisane? What was a tisane? With the offer of gathering the marshmallow he figured it wouldn’t hurt anything, as long as there was enough of the plant left for it to stay alive and regrow in time.
Saren wasn’t sure if he lived around here per say, hopefully he would be he wasn’t positive. He started to gather some of the herb although a bit hesitantly, he didn’t know where he would store it since he hadn’t stayed in the same place very long as of recent. He paused his gathering to think before saying “I’m Saren, my living situation is a bit in flux, but i’m curious. What’s a tisane? it’s not a term I’ve heard before.”
Saren wasn’t sure if he lived around here per say, hopefully he would be he wasn’t positive. He started to gather some of the herb although a bit hesitantly, he didn’t know where he would store it since he hadn’t stayed in the same place very long as of recent. He paused his gathering to think before saying “I’m Saren, my living situation is a bit in flux, but i’m curious. What’s a tisane? it’s not a term I’ve heard before.”
02-15-2020, 12:42 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-15-2020, 05:12 PM by Lúta.)
I wanted to seek, but I got distracted
Lúta picked a few more plants until she had a good bundle of them. From there she separated them into two piles. She could do a fresh tisane and a dried one. The boy introduced himself as Saren and stated that his living situation was a bit unstable. She wondered if he was alright or if he was perhaps a loner like herself. "Nice to meet you Saren. A tisane is an infusion of herbs in water. It's a way to get the medicinal properties out of the herb into a form that's easier for a patient to drink." They also tasted much better than munching down on what was essentially a strange tasting salad and the dosing could be easier to control.
"You can either hang the herbs to dry or you can use them fresh. Ideally, you'd put them in hot water but regular can work. You just won't get as much of the good stuff out of the plant." And as such you'd have to put more in.