Moonspear try the ointment

Poppy. Disa nodded. She had seen those before. The ideal preparation of the plants mentioned would have to come dow  to experimentation - she sensed that she had reached the threshold of how much was polite to ask.

The desert wolf turned her attention to food. "We mostly eat sheep," she told Alaric with a light grimace. "Not my favorite. So – what's our strategy here?" She lowered her head, silver eyes scanning the tall grass for movement.

We can fade here or hunt, up to you!