Leaving the Chief’s Home, it was well into the morning now. People going about their busy lives as if it was just another day in the world for them. The threat of the dragon from your dreams did not weigh on their minds as much as it weighed on yours. 

By the time you return to Pylia, she seemed to be working on those potions in your room. She had a small setup involving the herbs, a small candle-lit stove, and other tools needed to make medication. The smell was the most noticeable. It smelled of the old times folk remedies of your world, except much stronger. How she was allowed to make these potions in the inn was a mystery considering you could smell it from outside. 

“Ah, Sylvia, you’re back. Just putting the finishing touches on these potions. Only enough for two, but they’ll go a long way. With a few good berries we should be set for healing during our travels.”