Jack Frost Nipping At Your Nose

Thankfully the woman was fine with him, joining in and she introduced herself as Moonlit Wreckage. That was a pretty name. He worked away at digging around the root, his pace slowing and becoming more calculated as he neared the actual root. He didn't want to damage it more than necessary. "Ah, yes, I am from a land far from here but now Boreas is my home. What about yourself?"

With diligence he revealed the slender rootstock that was only a few inches long. There were still several stems that attached down to the root so he reaches his head down and began to snip the stems off as Bolla came over to dig beside him. Between them the finally pulled the pale root free. Chrysanthos set it down. He'd need to go ahead and get it drying. He turned to his lemur. "Thank you Bolla. Can you get the sinew, I believe we have some left." He turned to Moonlit. "Miss Moonlit, I take it you're a healer?