Herbalists' Cache Got caught, both hands on the smoking gun

Her great grandfather. Why should she care about some dead old man and his dead old pack? It was true that Mae wondered sometimes about her heritage, but not now. Not today.

Still, she could tell that he was trying. Arric said he would take me to the coast, Mae said after a moment. Late spring or early summer. You could come too.

I've been there on my own a couple times already, She added, recalling her lone excursions to collect gifts for Reverie. It was okay. Got sand in my ears though. Mae didn't particularly like sand.