Caelum

A light pack was clipped into place at her side. 

Mostly empty beyond a few herbal pouches, a small portable tea pot and some tools for harvesting, she barely noticed it as she fluttered about her shop, and checking her stores for how much empty storage space she had. She was making a mental list of common herbs to collect on her way to her exploration point. Some of it grew in her gardens: Chamomile, Peppermint, Mint, Lemon Balm, Jasmine. Other herbs she would have to pick up along the way. Not because she didn't have them, but that her garden was slow to grow. 

Most importantly, she wanted to find new things.

Which was her ultimate goal of the day. She stepped out of her back door, pausing to take a few clippings from her gardens, before her wings carried her into the air and out of Denocte. She ignored the glance downwards, crossing over the ocean. She always hated flying over the sea, but it was the fastest way to get to her destination of the day, and she knew she could cross it with no issues, she flew more than she walked anyway. 


The flight was a distance, with no place to land, but she didn't mind that part.

Settling into Terrastella terrain, she paused long enough to announce her presence to the court, that she was on a gathering mission for medicinal and tea herbs only. And gave them a general run down of where she would be - Mainly the swamp. And so she took off in the pointed direction, thanking them for pointing the way and flew until she could finally find the marsh lands and darker terrain.

And the trees . . . Such dense trees.

The mare landed, trying not to flinch as delicate limbs, fragile and thin sucked down into the mud. She needed to see this swamp from ground view, not bird, deeming it safe enough to fly at low altitude as long as she was careful, the little fae fluttered those delicate fae wings and flew inside, mindful of limbs that could potentially rip the then material of her wings.

She wasn't prepared for the humidity.

It clung to her, and the further she flew in, the longer she flew, the heavier her wings felt, until she had no choice to land due to the moisture clinging to her wings. Landing on the driest part of land she could find, the mare chose to make the most of her situation, and began hunting around for herbs she might find. Her first find was Sweetflag, the mare uprooting a few and carefully preserving the root in some fabric wetted by the swamp, leaving the leaves and stems to mulch the remaining sweet flag.

She found Water Plantain and Angelica next.

Both plants were harvested carefully, taking a whole plant of the first, and carefully collecting leaves and some root samples of the second. Caelum soon had those secured in her pack before continuing deeper into the swamp to see what else she might find.

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Notes: Swapping of Recipes and Samples! Brewing buddies man! 

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