river seeds //Open
 Seeing the lonely (but familiar) figure on the other side of the bank emerge set her mind at ease.  Panne could finally connect the name to the face she had seen wandering around the camp, though to be honest, he wasnât particularly memorable to begin with, and seemed⊠ordinary for a human.  She stepped out from where she had been hiding, clutching her own bag to ensure it didnât snag on any branches.
"I can promise you, I am no thief. âŠI do not find fennel particularly savory, at the very leastâŠ"
She thought for a moment.
"Is that what you were doing all the way out here?"
As Panne emerged from her own hiding place, Stahl's nervous expression fell into one of rejoice. Thank the Gods it was the Shepherd's resident Taguel.
"Panne! I'm so glad it's you-" Stahl said as he gave a huff of relief, before nodding. "Yup! I figured we needed a few more herbs back at camp because of the recent bout of stomachaches..Whoever's on kitchen duty seems to need some practice.. Anyway, I wanted to whip up some tonics for everyone. I got a bit lost on the way and then you turned up-Â what were you doing out here?" Stahl looked at the bag Panne had been holding closely, perhaps some Taguel ritual no one knew about?










