[SEASONAL EVENT][OPEN] Slim Pickings

This foraging business was getting old, but Ronin knew how necessary it was. Given that he had been able to strike a deal with the mistress of the Rathskeller, he ought not have to worry about meat for the coming LongNight, so the least he could do was repay Vervain with some of the fruits of his own labour. Whilst the Woodlands had been bountiful he had heard tell of berries and burdock root out in the Fields, both of which might make excellent additions to the growing array of drinks in the tavern. The burdock root had damned near frozen his fingers off when he'd tried to dig it up, but now the guildmaster had enough of it to fill the pack slung over his shoulder. And as luck would have it, he had just come across a tree bountiful with frozen crabapples. Ronin grumbled as he collected the ice encased fruits, though the dragonling that rode upon his shoulder was having a whale of a time trying to gnaw her way through to the crisp and bitter interior of one of them. TALIESIN SO LOOK, AND CONNECT WE'RE REFUSING TO RUST HEALING HAS TO BEGIN IN THE PAST