The plight of the gardener

Once the strands were secure Aureus set to braiding them, carefully moving the left strange over the middle and then the right strand over the left strand. He worked in a quick and steady rhythm. With practice he was getting faster and faster.

"That sounds like a good idea. I hope the winter won't be too much of a pain here. I think we're far enough south it should be fairly mild." He hoped anyway. Aureus was used to warmer weather and no desire to go too far north. He was glad they were staying in the southern region of Boreas. He paused what he was doing to gaze around the place that would become Saren's garden. "There are a lot. Are they all useful herbs or are some weeds?" Aureus didn't have a clue about plants.