Herbalists' Cache suffer well the aftermath

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By late afternoon, the long grey form of Lucani had made good progress, following her nose in a search for useful herbs not native to Sleeping Dragon. She had ventured into the warmer West, but this was all she could tell — she was no navigator. But the expedition would be worth it, and when she found the close green trees and the handy growths beneath them she was fully convinced of this. But she wasn't alone. Good afternoon, she said to the striking young stranger. Have you smelled any peppermint in this woodland?