Mother Tansy
Herbalist hermit · Human
“Every cure is a poison that changed its mind.”
A weathered hedge-witch who lives alone past the marsh and sells salves no town apothecary can match. Charges in favors as often as coin.
- Role
- Herbalist hermit
- Race
- Human
- Found at
- The Reedmere Fen
- Voice
- Crackling, blunt, secretly soft.
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