Best-Festival-Friend
Alarr
08-24-2019, 04:38 PM
Pesto nodded, showing him she understood his words. "Got it, don't eat it but drink it. Sounds weird but alright." She observed his technique, watching as he poured the liquid into the bottle with the herbs. She'd probably just dry hers, that made more sense to Pestilence. Put them on a rock and let the sun cook them - sounded easy enough. He mentioned the herb for itches, and Pestilence nodded again. "Yes, lets! Please." She paused, remembering her manners. "What does this comfrey look like? And how is it supposed to help an itch?" "Thinking" "You." |