Nettle? They ought to have that. She rummaged around for a moment before pulling out a small wooden box with some satchels. She took one out, ready to pop it in the kettle as soon as it was ready. "I hope you don't mind, the nettle I have has a touch of lemon in it. And actually, I wouldn't mind some mint next time you're by. This place could use a little something green." And that smelled nice. All five of them in one hovel was a little much at times.
Once she had the tea going, she returned to the supplies she'd laid out. "I've been making potions the way my father taught me since I was a kid. We probably needed them more than the average family," she said with a bit of an eyeroll thinking of Carver and Aoife's shenanigans. "But I was wondering, can you show me how you do it?" She would not be at all surprised to learn that the Dalish had a more effective way of doing things than a family of apostates.
Once she had the tea going, she returned to the supplies she'd laid out. "I've been making potions the way my father taught me since I was a kid. We probably needed them more than the average family," she said with a bit of an eyeroll thinking of Carver and Aoife's shenanigans. "But I was wondering, can you show me how you do it?" She would not be at all surprised to learn that the Dalish had a more effective way of doing things than a family of apostates.
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