Through Everything The World Continues To Revolve

Lúta watched the autumn days tick by with disdain. Each lost day brought her closer to winter and so she'd set aside a day to get as much crafting done as possible as well as some last minute gathering. The best place to do so seemed to be the southern regions which would feel winter's sting later than the north would. She settled down in a clearing in Fern Gulley and set about getting her supplies out while Ragna got a fire started.

Lúta pulled out a small bundle that contained abscess root as well as a bottle of Ragna's whiskey. She planned to make a tincture of the root as well as an infusion that would help with coughs and colds. She also planned to dry some marigold and make an infusion of it as well but to do all that she was going to need bowls. Lúta pulled out two bowls and set them down. Now to hunt for the marigold while Ragna busied herself with the fire.

Marigold was one of her favorite flowers and it bloomed later than most. It didn't take her long to find the precious herb right next to her camp. Grinning she bent her head and carefully snipped off a few stems.