I had set off early, the sun was just yawning over the hills as I headed northwards of Bree. I had decided to brew more of the tincture I gave to Errak's daughter as I had visits from three more Bree residents presenting with similar maladies. I was especially targeting milk thistle as all of my recent encounters appeared liverish. I found a thicket half way up a steep embankment, I knew there would be some growing on the perimeter as I'd harvested from there before. I was deep in thought about this mystery illness, disease... enchantment?
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Stalked
