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He smiled as the girl added a bit of her own lavender. "Thanks!"

Once the lavender was safely in the bottle Álarr gently seized the bottle of water in his jaws and carefully poured some of the water into the container with the lavender until it was about half full. Since the had so little of the wine he ended up pouring the whole thing in but it was worth it in his opinion. Brynhildr could make some more wine later and autumn was a good time to harvest grapes. Satisfied he gesture to the bird to cork the bottle before he turned back to Pestilence and shook his head. "Naw, if you make a tincture you don't have the wolves eat the herbs. You put some drops of it in a bowl of water and have them drink it. Drying is simpler you just want to hang it upside down in some place dry or you can just lay it out on some stones some place hot. Bugs don't like lavender much so you won't need to worry about them eating it."

Álarr packed everything snugly back into his bag and stood up. "Shall we go look for some Comfrey now? That's what I use for my itches."