A group of visiting herbalists from Gondor have come far from their home on behalf of their master, but their arrival has caused a disturbance at the Bree-land Festival Grounds. Can the good feelings of springtime be restored, or will their quest for knowledge put everyone off their wits?
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'Could you make certain those herbalists from Gondor are happy, and more importantly, that they do not bother my patrons with any more of their strange questions? I'll make sure there are some extra Spring Leaves in it for you if you do!'1/1
1 Speak toMílgamel (Show dialog)
'Ah, have you come here to assist the herbalists, Player? We are always in need of such assistance, for the pursuit of knowledge never ends, as I am sure you are well aware!
'I was the apprentice of Galathir, the herb-master of Minas Tirith, and he sent me forth to research the plants and mosses of Ithilien and the Wastes before Mordor. He did not agree with some of the conclusions I made upon my return, and sought to dismiss me. Not only that, but he has taken a new apprentice. Actually he has taken two, and sent them north to Bree-land to confirm some of his botanical theories.
'My sojourn in the wilds, as well as my perusal of that fine tome, Worts and Weeds, has taught me I do not need to be Galathir's apprentice to study the natural world! So I followed his new apprentices here, and I have been trying to help them with their studies. It seems to me they might be cut from the same cloth as my old master, poor fellows. They have been bothering the people here with Galathir's questions, when they should be out in the field, studying the plants and grasses with their own eyes!'1/1
'I saw you leave without taking care of my own problem, Player, and I admit at first I was rather cross with you. Did you forget I asked you to ensure the visiting herbalists did not cause any further disturbances? But shortly after you departed, I noticed something most unusual: they stopped their drinking and their carousing, and instead began speaking quietly among themselves!
'Well, the sparks of my curiosity were set aflame, and I took a casual stroll by their table. They seemed to be questioning the merits of some long-held belief, and the discussion had shaken them into politeness! What a strange turn of events!
'I do not know what part you played in this argument about flower strains, and neither do I know if they decided this plant called Anarlossë and the one called Anorloth are truly one and the same. But I do believe you may have given them something to think about, and while they're thinking they are done causing disturbances! In conclusion, you have earned these Spring Leaves after all. Spend them at your leisure, and enjoy the festival!'1/1