It’s around 9:30 at night. Griffen is by the town river where he has his camp posted up for the time being. He has a decent size tent with a fire next to it. It’s cozy especially since he has so many beautiful plants he’s growing to use for medicine.

As you get closer you watch as he is finishing with another town’s members who had previously broke into hives. Griffen was rubbing an ointment on the women’s arm.

“I hope he has what I need” you think to yourself. In hopes he has something that can heal your sickly grandmother. You have went to all the doctors in range but none have helped.

“how may I help you miss? Griffen says in a low husky voice.