by Narrator » Fri Dec 21, 2018 10:34 pm
She looks between the two women and nods. "Your affections are admirable, but the Wolf is right." She blinks out of existence for a moment and returns in a similar fashion, her arms laden with cloth and clothing as well as a familiar covered earthen cauldron. She kneels, removes it's lid and speaks into it.
"Little pot little pot 1,2,3. I need you to make Mother Meg's tea for me." She replaces the lid
She then carefully places several large linen cloths over the lid and pushes forward, into the barrier, slowly passing it through.
"The tea will heal internally if drunk. It can be used to clean and heal outward injuries as well. I suggest one before the other. Though the pot's contents will always be safe and fresh." she then pushed a very neatly folded stack of clothing forward and through the barrier, careful not to touch it herself.