Featuring Vela and Atos
Spring, Year 766 of the New Age
Widow’s Hollow, Blackwood
Vela scanned the area. She had come out here looking for certain herbs. Another mission for her grandmother. Though Vela was starting to catch on that these were more tests than her actually needing the things.
She sighed, herbs were not her strong point. She had already memorized a couple of the ones she needed but she had a few others on the list that she only had names and brief descriptions of.
She stared at the different bushes and the ground, hoping to recognize a few. She had already found Foxglove, which was now stored on the pouch she had around her neck. She gave up on that and thought of the next thing on the list. Some sort of moss? For the life of her, she couldn't remember the name though she knew what it looked like.
The dark doe moved her search, continuing to look at the different rocks in the area for any sign of black lichen.