Silvertip Mountain bileflowers

"i found these alongside ice and snow." merrick set them down before the aspiring herbalist, tilting his scarred features in an expression of curiosity. "do you know what they are?"
the desire to know the darkness within these plants had never left merrick. but the gods had not granted him the chance to explore such with their former bruin-leaf.
the man was silent, waiting, watchful.