Name: Kalin Va<br/>Location: The Forest<br/>Tagging: All near by<br/><br/>Weaving through the trees just before a clearing, eyes to the ground though vigilant. A curved Circular shield in hand and two javelins in their cinch ropes within the shields bindings, laid down to do his work. Kalin Va is attempting to replenish his apothecary supplies.  A knife produced from the folds of his canvas greys, used to harvest nightshade,  purple blooms shaped like bells with a green cast about them. These hazardous blooms were handled with Long leather gloves. The plant fibers, berries and blooms are conveyed carefully into their vials and jars. When done, the knife and the gloves are cleaned with a purging liquor laced with charcoal  The Knife cleaned and returned home and the gloves were put into their leather satchel, once the wind wicked away the moisture. As is his way, his quiet work is in done with a busy mind, Kalin Va heads away from this area looking for other components. Several stops of this sort occur, leaves picked to be ground to powders or roots to produces salves and extracts. While looking down for more, he sees what looks like a cold camp. "A party of larger unknowns, possibly orcs or hobs" spoken only for his ear.  "A captive" looking at another impression smaller almost indistinct. Holding his shield at the ready with his other hand on a short sword pommel but ready to draw any of his weapons. He tracks the party towards a less wooded area, considering whether or not he should investigate.