Skorgek seemed to agree easily, commenting that Memento Mori’s thoughts made sense. At the very least Meme didn’t want Skorgek to be in pain - even if she wasn’t the best when it came to herbs. But that would be some knowledge that she might want to work on if she was going to be living out here with Skorgek. The tall femme rose, shook out her coat, and emerged from the den to lead the way. She could hear her jackals nearby and bickering. Silly brothers that they were. With a smile and shake of her head Memento Mori began to creep into the woods, the swirling fog before her threatening to be a challenge for finding the plant that they needed.
“Thick, fleshy green leaves that get slender to their point. A little spiny… they grow close to the ground. Some with flowers, some not. The leaves get crushed and thick liquid comes out. This will help the burns.” Meme furrowed her brow. “We’ll have the best luck at the edge of the woods, where the soil drains the most. It is a plant that likes to be dry, and the fog here would probably make most of the plants wet.” She cast a look over at Skorgek. It was knowledge she had from when Rein had gotten burned at one of their campfires… much to his brother’s agitation. At least she had the knowledge to help.
"Speech,"'Thought.'
Unless ICly stated otherwise assume Memento Mori's companions, Jacques and Rein, are not with her.
