The Herbalists

Today We Go To The Forest

We'll Have to Burn Our Gloves After We Collect the Stinksap

Feel That Chill? The Moonmoss is Near!

Our Hearts Are Racing but We Musn't Run

There Didn't Used To Be A Marsh Here

They Let Us Leave The Shrine Mostly Unharmed

Chew This For Courage As The Trees Grow Thicker

Don't Take A Nap There! Swamp Nettles Hurt!

Song to the Squidking (for Safe Passage)

What Can We Do to Protect the Swamp?

We'll Have To Be More Careful Next Time

We Always See Them Crawling Across the Sand as We Board the Boat to Leave

New Machines to Erode the Footpaths

Laceflower Harvest Trampled

Row! This Current Is Awfully Strangebut the Shore Is Close

Adrift by Touch Alone

Trowels For Their Treads Resin For Their Chains

Tired Bard Transcendance

Detritus Dreams

The Magnificent Night-Blooming Lavendris

Roadseams Ashimmer

What Has the Wood-ear Heard?

We've Hit Our Stride

This One Asks me to Claw the Ground Where it Grows

Barely Spared by the Storm of Vines and Carrion Birds

The Moon will guide us if She knows we are there

Trudging Up The Mountain (It's So Early!)

The Rockfolk Dismantle the Mining Operation

To Whom does She speak when She Plucks a Sprig?

Too Much Power (w/ True Defenders Of The Swamp)

Harvest Song

Weren't Expecting To See The Miners Over Here

They Promised They Wouldn't Use This Much Fire (w/ Song of Rockfolk Awakening)

They Escort Us Down The Mountain Because We Kept Our Pact

The Water as Clear as the Path is Empty

Floral Communion

The Feast of St. Silabreh

Whisper the Questions...

We Don't Harvest on Every Journey

A Clear Broth and a Shared Loaf

Every Step Home Cushioned by Featherbloom

Camida Tree Bark

"If my Kindness should Strike me Down"

The Rare Flower Calls You Off the Path

The Cries of the Martyr

...and the Answers will Follow

The Compound Passes Through Your Fingertips

Tea At Dawn for Clarity

The Vine-framed Path Looks as New

I Do Not Remember Gathering These Leaves