C'mon Baby Light My Fire

Ragna eyed both the coltsfoot and the marshmallow before taking a flat piece of bone in her mouth and using it to dump a small amount of each dried herb into the bowl. She then added more of each until she was satisfied with the ratio. Finally she took a stick in her mouth and mixed them together. Once satisfied she grabbed the edge of the bowl in her teeth and dumped it into a storage tin. There a nice tisane made for later in the year when cold and flu became a problem. She looked up with interest as Ulric stated that he lived in the area. She nodded. "Oh, yes. I should like that very much. We're trying to get a feel for the area."

When he asked about the fire she shrugged a little. "Oh, this and that. I plan to make some tea and I think Skælingr plans to make some pottery?" She looked to her husband who nodded. "We have plenty of clay and an odd variety of supplies if you'd like to make something after getting the fire going."