The party's speedy travel had taken a hit since they needed to avoid the gaze of the vultures in the distance. Walker had not expected to see them in such a short period of time after walking the rocky areas.
They were about to make a dash from one large boulder to another when Remey froze up, "What's wrong? Is there another vulture?" Walker didn't see any reason for them to stop moving.
"I want that little dried weed there. It looks worthless, but inside the stems there are seeds. They will grow in to a bell bush. It is very valuable to alchemists who need to maintain mana control while they use skills." Remey was looking like a small round bush in the open area that was dried up and withered away.
"Is it really that important? The vultures might see us." Gil couldn't find value in something that was dried up and nearly falling to pieces.
