Listen To Your Elders

Rœkia wondered a moment at the boy's speech impediment but opted not to pry. He introduced himself as Spirit and she nodded at his question as to whether or not she was a healer. "Yes, I am. My name is Rœkia. I take it you have an interest in healing or are you just looking to pass the time?" She didn't want to assume, but the knowledge would be useful either way. Warriors and hunters tended to accumulate cuts and bruises as it was.

"Ok, once you have your leaves bruised its time to add the fat. You'll want to do about 1 part leaves, 1 part lard, and a half part suet. Like this." She eyed the amount of leaves she had before taking part of an antler and proportionally scooping in fat and then suet. Once that was done she scooted the bowl next to the fire. "Now we heat it til it melts, stirring occasionally. When it turns green we know the medicinal properties of the leaves are in the mixture and you can move it from the fire to cool."