Lambsfoot

We have a lambsfoot knife, a thing for cleaning pipes, a pipe, a tobacco pouch, three crushed boxes of matches, three throat lozenges (engrimed), nuts and bolts (assorted), a bill for sheep feed with something illegible written on the[…]

Hanging from the beams were bunches of dried herbs, still fragrant from the last spring: moly and mint, yarrow and lambsfoot, tansy and thyme. A small pallet lay in the corner. Gawen guessed it was a daybed for naps.