"Father Jared needs your help again. The medicine worked for a short time but there are still many sick. We need more medicine. Would you be able to fetch some Blessia flower?"
Szeth raised an eyebrow. It seemed he no longer needed to look for work. The work was coming to him.
"He'll pay for my efforts?"
A look that seemed to be disappointment spread across the young boy's face. Poor thing was probably expecting charity. Well he came to the wrong place.
"Yes....the same as last time he says."
Szeth nodded and said nothing more. The boy scurried away, back to wherever he had come from in the first place, presumably back to the priest.
Szeth was no botanist, and his knowledge of flora consisted of being able to tell what was edible and what wasn't. That being said, the blessia happened to be quite a distinct plant, and easy to recognize. He should have no trouble finding some in the forest. He pulled on his white robe and made his way to the forest. It was nice to get some fresh air away from the city for a little while. The hustle and bustle and crowds tended to drain him if he lingered around for too long.
[WC 321]