river seeds //Open
Stahl kneeled down to rummage through the bag he had brought with him out to the nearby river. He pulled out a small jar and reached over to pick at a small Fennel plant that had been flowering by the waters.
"Hm...This is good-the blossoms are dry enough to harvest the seeds now.." He muttered to himself, as he plucked at the small brown seeds hanging from the flowers stems. Placing the seeds into the jar, Stahl sat back now to stare lazily at the sky. He had said he would go off quickly to go gather some herbs for their convoy but he had wandered off for longer than he expected and now the sky was turning warm with orange and pinks. He'd have to head back soon, he hardly wanted anyone to think he had gone off and been eaten by a bear.
As he placed the jar of seeds safely away into his bag, he got up and looked around and paused. ..Which path had he taken exactly? Remembering the offer of a map that Frederick had given before he left on his excursion and Stahl's own insistence that he knew his way around the area, Stahl made a small groan of despair. Following the river was a safe bet,right?