Herbalists' Cache dark sky

Dune cocked his head to one side at her question. Was there more than one north? That was all he had ever known it as, and it had no other name to him. His brow furrowed, and he answered the question the same as he had before. "North." Perhaps if he'd been a little better at conversation, he could have explained that it was colder, harsher, and lacked the same forests that were here. Unfortunately for Poet, that wasn't the case, so she would have to continue pulling teeth.