Bearclaw Valley "—learn to use these things."

She hummed and nodded. She squinted slightly, recalling the visit that Arlette and Arric had paid them not long ago. ”Theemth like a good plathe for herbth to grow. Had a vithitor from a neighbourin’ pack comin’ here, wantin’ to look foh herbth.” She said. She supposed anything in there would be useless by now, dried to dust. 

”You know of anythin’ that might be of particular value in thith valley?” She asked. Sure Arlette might know- but if they had something that was of true value, and perhaps grew in miniscule supplies, it could be worth bargaining for.