I Love To Go Swimmin' With Bow-Legged Women, And Swim Between Their Legs

Gossamer turned her head at the voice that asked what leaflets were. She saw a young boy there, just a bit older than herself. Ásta replied before she could. "Leaflets are just small leaves, often in pairs." Gossamer gazed at the boy for a moment. "Are you training to be a healer to? We're looking for abscess root, you can join us if you want." The more eyes looking for the plant the better. Based on what Asta had said it had a considerable root system so there should be enough rhizomes for both of them. Gossamer worked her way along the river, pausing at one point to introduce herself. "I'm Gossamer Fatalis, by the way. Princess of the Armada."

Suddenly she spied something that looked like the plant the needed. It matched the fox's description and she bounded over to it. "Hey, I think I found it! Ásta, is this is?" the fox arrived and nodded. "Looks good, now you two will need to dig to expose the root."