and selfish peoples that we have to tolerate. They not only have little regard for us here in the same place, but they don’t think of the Dryads’ suffering either as they indiscriminately butcher their trees, or the Water Naiads having to endure all their pollution, with this type of raw sewage. Don’t they know that they could use sand and charcoal filters as we do? They disgust me … all of them!” Hiral exploded.
Nomis had immediately climbed down to help his Master from the water. “Well sir, they certainly do shocking things, but perhaps it’s in their ignorance and need…” ventured Nomis, knowing that his tutor was perhaps being a little unreasonable, as everyone knew that the Dynols were totally unaware of the existence of other species of beings.
“They must know of the sanitation methods used by their forefathers, the Roman race of Dynol, surely!” he shouted in exasperation.
He was in no mood to see it from the Dynols’ point of view. He was very angry, wet and cold, plus the expedition had already fallen apart before it had begun. “I’m not having the best of days today,” he declared testily. “You’re on your own! I must go back and change out of these wet things before I catch a chill and that will waste too much time. We had a long way to go as well today”
“Where were we going, sir?”
“We were to collect the rare Purple Viper’s Bugloss herb. It’s to be found on the far side of the Hunters’ Tower. It’s needed for the cotton-grass foraging party, due to leave next week, up Carningli.”
“What do they need it for, Master Hiral, sir?” Nomis hoped to soothe and distract him by making him discuss herblore. Hiral was at his best imparting his knowledge, invariably forgetting everything around him in the process.
“Hrmph … They need a lotion of the leaves to rub on each day to prevent snake bites as they journey through the bracken on their way up the mountain. They’ll need to have an elixir of the root too, just in case someone does receive a bite. The mountain vipers are not too choosy about thinking our kind mice, until they bite, that is. They soon slither off then, but the wounds really need treating immediately for the poisons.”
“Here, I’ll show you on the flora map where it’s to be found. It doesn’t grow in great abundance, so you’ll need to pay special attention!” Hiral pointed a gnarled finger at a point to the north-west of