Deep in the highest mountains in the furthest range resides the Herbalist. Patrons of all sorts make the pilgrimage in search of remedies, elixirs, libations, and more. No one knows his name or where he is from, but pieces of his past hang from his weathered horns. His hut is said to disappear from a mountainside, then reappear across a chasm moments later. He cannot be found with a map or compass. To find the Herbalist is to find the Way.