Emergency Field Medicine!

Oleander begins to speak and quickly the words start to jumble in his head. The yarrow could be found all over? Not just one place? How? Why? Was it the dirt that mattered? He’d been to many different places around Boreas, a few in Auster, and had noticed that plants varied vastly from territory to territory. So what made this flowery plant so versatile? And apparently helpful?

Wilder’s brow furrows as he takes the horsetail to examine it. He brings it to his nose, inhaling deeply because when he’s out navigating, he depends much more on his sense of smell than his other senses. If he’s able to pick out their specific scent, he’ll be able to find it faster than relying on his eyes. A lot of plants were green like this one so mistaking it for something else wouldn’t be good.

“Does the yarrow change dependin’ on what territory yer in? Say I’m out at the plains or in the jungle, do I gotta look for a different type o’ yarrow? Or is it all the same?” Wilder questions as he hands the yarrow back before then picking up the horsetail to inspect it as well. This one looked more like a stick than a flowery plant, but if Oleander was saying it was useful, then he’d believe him.