Master Of None

"How many feathers do you think you need Gil?" Su had already helped Gil gather a whole bag and he did not seem to be letting up on his collection spree while they walked. 

"There are never enough materials for arrows. These are wind affinity so they are even better. If you are willing to help grab as many as we can." The slightly wild look made Gil sound and feel as if he was going a little crazy. For an arcane marksman, seeing so many materials for his arrows was as if they had just been invited to take all the gold in the kingdoms' treasury. 

"I may be able to carry a lot of them, but try to remember that I also have to take all of them out of my storage." The shout to Gil seemed futile but at least Walker tried to reign Gil in a little. However, it appeared that Remey was preparing plenty of teasing phrases to use on Gil later. 

When Walker found the wandering blacksmith collecting the feathers as well he could only look in curiosity. He had not expected him to have any interest in the arrow making process. "Perfect pillow." After noticing Walkers' looks the wandering blacksmith spoke up his own intention causing Walker to finally pick up a feather himself. 

'Silver swan fledgling feather

The feathers from the younger silver swans are incredibly soft. Many people and monsters come to the area a flock used to reside to collect these feathers for various uses. One is the creation of pillows that are perpetually cool due to the small amount of rotating wind elemental mana within them.'

Falling in to the same thought process as the wandering blacksmith, Walker gathered himself a large amount of the feathers for some pillows. He would bring them to Lisa when he returned and they would have some new pillows. He could only praise the wandering blacksmiths' quick and creative thinking at the moment since most of them would have walked away without seeing this particular use for the feathers.

A soft growl from Midnight alerted the party to danger. All of them fell in to a battle stance and even the wandering blacksmith pulled out a one handed hammer. When the rest of the group realized that there were three frost wolves on the far edge watching the silver swans they knew they could be in for battle. 

"I don't think they will attack. They are waiting for one to go off alone so they don't alert all the others. I've seen predators do this with packs of boars in the forest." This was a common thing for a hunter to see and Gil had learned it from his father early in his hunting career. 

The party remained on alert as they walked past the flock of silver swans. The frost wolves didn't seem to care about them since they would prefer to wait for easy prey to separate alone from the flock. This was an ideal hunting ground for them and going after a group of adventurers would be too much for the three. 

"The frost wolves probably won't bother us but we should pay attention when we set up camp. If they don't get a meal they might come looking. At the very least we can hope that they do not cause the flock to fly all at once. The wind would make it very dangerous up here." The party may not have been on to the sheer cliff face or small rocky trails but the mountain path they were on was still close to some drop offs and large hills. 

"It looked like they will be harder to spot up ahead." Gil pointed out some patches of ice and snow that began to pepper the rocky path ahead. This was where the journey would begin to get tough but also meant that they were nearing the areas they wanted to search for herbs and such.

"Since we are right at the cusp of the rocks and ice I should tell you the main herb I want to look for. It's called a frostbite flower. The flower is not the valuable part of the herb, what I want are the leaves. They are green with a purple and blue fade on them, just like frostbite setting it. Ironically, they are ideal for treating frostbite and can make medicinal baths for people in the winter. They are very valuable this time of year and we can process them to make a potion that can be added to warm water to treat frostbite victims." Remey stopped the group again and made her announcement. Since the group was vigilant already this was just an additional thing to look out for. 

"My friends would find that very useful at the cathedral. I will have to ask you for some of the potions to bring them." This made Su a little more energized because a potion to treat frostbite would make her healer friends' lives much easier come the dead of winter. 

"It's really something that everyone should have that has to be out in the snow during the winter." Remey nodded her head while she spoke and searched. She wanted to make sure that she also gained some seeds for the herb while she was out. The frostbite flower would be a good base for the alchemy guild since it would be entering operation while it was cold. 

Soon the search proved to be fruitful when Gil found a single herb growing between two small rocks. Remey made everyone watch as she picked a few leaves then pulled seeds from the purple lace flower. After she was sure to pour some of their water on it to assist in the return of the growth they had taken. It was a simple action but one that allowed the frostbite flowers to flourish still. 

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