章 162: Scent Of Rosemary And Wild Berries

The next day both brothers decided to explore the market area, hoping to find any more clues and live up to their word that they were looking for rare ingredients. 

The market was a noisy place with vendors displaying their merchandise in shops or stalls. Some even sold their goods in jute baskets. 

Faris and Siroos glanced around keeping an open eye and ears to catch any whiff of news related to Kanyon or Cassandra. A vendor was selling herbs, sealed and preserved in glass jars. Some were fresh and he had placed them neatly into colourful baskets.

"Two for the price of one," he chanted, seeing Faris and Siroos observe his goods.

"How much for the Ghatia roots?" Siroos asked, knowing at least Fownso would be pleased. 

"Three silver coins, good sir. I can throw in some Santhia petals too," the elderly vendor kindly said, reaching out with his wrinkled hand towards the yellow-orange petals.