know a thing or two

Morgawr was back from her exploring and she had managed to keep her motivation up all the way home. She carried her willow bark tray in her mouth as she walked. Set on it was a fly agaric mushroom and a couple valerian stems with the roots still attached. She didn't know what any of her herbs did, but she was excited, for once, to learn what they were. Despite her desire to figure everything out herself without having to ask anyone for help, she had decided that it probably wasn't a great idea to experiment with strange plants. It would probably be hard to learn anything useful without a frustrating amount of trial and error -- and she had no idea how long her often temperamental motivation would last -- and they could be poisonous, which would really set her back on the whole journey. She sat down and set the bark down next to her, staring at it as if it would suddenly start speaking and give her all the answers.

Speech