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“My pleasure,” she replies with a small nod and half-smile, moving to hang the carcasses from some makeshift hooks the hunters used to use - you know, when there were more of them in the Grounds. Pausing to listen to how Ophelia got on with their portion of the tasks, she then takes a moment to consider what’s going on the rest of the day. “I can clean a few of these,” gesturing to what she’s hung, the Wraith wastes little time in pulling a sharp knife from her boot and stepping up to finish the job. With one ear on the conversation and an eye on her work, she hums at the Outlander’s question.
“Historically, the Efas Herb has only grown in the Labryinth. Not sure why that is, but no reason not to try and grow it elsewhere.”
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Last post for W. Thanks, Lost!
“Historically, the Efas Herb has only grown in the Labryinth. Not sure why that is, but no reason not to try and grow it elsewhere.”
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Last post for W. Thanks, Lost!
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