steep until str[o]ng | mixing herbs

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"Let the monsters all run wild"

ic text: she seemed to startle him - the least of her intentions, she should have considered that before speaking. too late now, he was acting and reacting to her announcing her presence. he smiled at her then said she could help, to which she returned the smile with a wider grin of her own. this gave her a chance to study the herbs and jars in much closer detail for her to draw out later. manoeuvring the pouch from her side over her head she found a small secure place by the wall to set it down, pushing a stray rock against it to prevent it from falling over.

after making sure her pouch stayed upright she padded closer to plexus. he showed her some herbs then proceeded to crush them gently, making sure she understood how to perform the motions as to not ruin the plants. she nodded once she memorised how to do it, then turned her attention to listen to how much honey should be divided. it seemed really important, so she became alert, taking in every word he said.

she could put the mixtures in the stores, she was good at that - or so she hoped. she watched a small gust of steam exit the pot as he added water, happy that he considered that she was much smaller than both he and byriath. she supposed she was making syrup at the moment - she had seen him making one earlier.

he took another bundle from the ones he had on the table, split it and handed her some. she took them gingerly and applied what she had learnt from him, crushing the roots. at first she was still quite clumsy and slow - experimenting it with herself, finding a rhythm and making sure she was mashing them correct - but as time passed she soon found this a fun task that made a small giggle come from the female and a silly smile on her face.

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