[Sieglinde would claim that she does have an idea where her things are- it just... sometimes takes time. But she sits on the edge of one of the beds and takes a long drink, followed by a sigh.

Nothing like a good drink, even if for some reason most people wouldn't sell it to her, here.]

- Which one?

[But her work is something she takes a lot of pride in, and she was always willing to explain.]

That one will become a potion to be mixed in drink to soothe pain, based on willow bark extract.

[She points as she goes along, feel free to stop her...]

I'm burning green vitriol over there, it will be useful as a base for numerous spells... those salves will be for encouraging the healing of flesh... that powder stops bleeding...