Herbalist's Tasks |Closed: Gnar, Red, Sho|
Red couldn’t contain her laughs as Gnar pawed excitedly into her sides, hitting all the ticklish areas. In the pre-sunrise luminosity, a familiar silhouette approached her and the orange furball paused to question the new face, jaws full of bread. “Sho, what a coincidence!” she smiled, brushing the grass from her hair, “Yes, Markul’s caught the illness going around. Would you believe that once we actually have money, there is no medicine readily available?” She shook her head with a hopeless sigh, “I’m hoping they can pay me in the medic— oof.”
Gnar scrambled off her lap, pressing an uncomfortable paw in her thigh. Another traveller had arrived. Red got to her feet and brushed herself down, giving a welcoming expression to Anders. “Indeed,” she hummed at the cat who’d taken his place on the man’s shoulders, “And I am. I hope I can be of reasonable assistance to your quest. All I ask is that I’m able to take some of the herbs home with me in payment.”
She watched with interest as Gnar introduced everyone, counting out the humans with her finger. “Where’s the forth?” she asked Anders, somewhat confounded.
Sho considered how serious the illness was if Red left the shop in search of medicine to help Markul. He heard of travelers getting sick back in Eori, but it hadn’t been more than a couple dozen cases in the past few days. The little ball of fur leaped from Red’s lap and onto the man Sho hadn’t noticed before. Anders, the frail looking man from earlier, seemed to be the one who sent the notice to the different cities.
"It usually happens like that, when you need something, it’s no longer available." At the mention of a party of four, Sho figured that Anders must have included the orange cat-thing, in the group. Seemed a simple enough task, just to collect some plants, and between him and Red, he figured it’d be safe enough. And Gnar - at least, Sho hoped that’s what it’s name was - introduced the other two, before looking at him quizzically.
"Right, I’m Sho. Nice to be working with you." It felt weird speaking to the orange fur ball and not knowing what it was saying in return. It didn’t really matter all that much to their objective, as Sho doubted that they would run into any monsters. Although, when Red asked where the fourth was, Sho held back a laugh, apparently she didn’t consider the cat a member of their expedition party.
"Pleasure," Anders said with a small nod in both the newcomers directions.
He felt oddly out of place, what with everyone seeming to know one another already but if Gnar could vouch for the woman (Red, her name seemed to be) and she in turn could vouch for the boy (Sho?) then he supposed they had a trustworthy group of people.
"He’s a little on the short side," Anders said with a small chuckle. "But I don’t think he would tote a club of that size around and not be able to use it…besides, I think between the three of us, we should have this well in hand."
"But, to business I suppose," Anders said, reaching into his pack to pull out a map of the region. "The Healer’s Guild is running low on supplies due to a rash of sickness sweeping the countryside. We’ve been stretched to the breaking point and if we’re to keep our apothecaries stocked, we’re going to need some basic reagents; bloodroot and silverleaf."
"I’ll call them out if I see them but we’re going to travel between two locations," Anders said, unfolding his map and tapping a grove of trees near an open plain. "This grove of old growth should have enough decaying plant life to feed bloodroot and these plains are an ideal location to find Silverleaf."
"It shouldn’t be too rough of a mission," Anders said. "But should we encounter any rough characters, I’m afraid to say I may need some help protecting myself. Any questions?"
Gnar peered from his place upon Ander's shoulders, glancing down at the scribbled map. He couldn't understand any of it and he wrinkled his nose, shaking his head and skittering down the Healer's coat to wobble over to his abandoned club.
He bounced on his toes for a second, dragging his cub towards Sho, before he gave a very tiny kick to the man's boot with his paw. "Shuu anno reishu rega. Gnar maga." He puffed up before once more tromping back to the center of the group.
The yordle hefted it up over his shoulder, grinning up at the three of them, settling on Red and pounding his chest with a tiny fist. "Gnar Anoota Demaglia!" His grin widened, tiny teeth and tusks visible before he glanced back to Anders, shifting excitedly. "Wanna edawhaba na?" Between his questions and the antsy nature of the orange fluffball, the fact he clearly wanted to set off was obvious.
