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With the wolves scaring the majority of people to staying inside, at least one wasn't beyond leaving her home. Rosalie had run out of her medicine provided by Eaton, and not wanting to drag the herbalist out of his home with the threat of wolves lingering, she went to see a doctor. However, this seemed to be more of a chore than she expected, most having closed shop or left.

It was this day that she had finally made her way to Marco's residence, riding atop the far more steady Aelius. He knew where to go, and she wasn't really feeling comfortable walking herself, so it was far more convenient. Arriving, still keeping Aelius close, she knocked on the door. "Excuse me, would you happen to be open?" She called, patting the buck on the nose all the while. She did fear that perhaps he would be gone, or that the wind had drowned her out, but she remained at the doorstep, hopeful.

Aelius was relieved to feel the warmth emanate from the door as it opened, closing his eyes and leaning into it. At this point, he didn't know he'd be welcome, and just tried to get a moment to feel the frost melt on the tip of his nose. He did, however, meet eyes with Somnium, curious as to now whether he'd be allowed in! Maybe the kind doctor would? Oh so kind doctor?

"Ah thank goodness..Everyone else seems to be out, or locked up." Rosalie breathed, stepping in when invited. She shed her cloak, trying to straighten out her now frazzled hair. Aelius shyly stepped in after her, careful to keep as much of the snow outside as he could. He gave a snort in greeting to Somnium, hoping the other might be a little bit friendly?

"He won't be much trouble. Aelius keeps to himself back at home, so if he won't tussle with me whilst I'm at work, he won't do it here, won't you?" There was an expectant gaze between the two, but both parties knew that Aelius would do nothing of the sort. "Now....I'm afraid I've run out of my medication. I saw an herbalist a few weeks prior, but I don't want to pull him out with the current...threat about." She trusted Marco knew what she spoke of. Wolves. Wolves everywhere. "He diagnosed me with arthritis, affecting mostly my hands. I can't work when the weather's like this, because it flares up...." She explained, taking her gloves off so he could examine them.

Rosalie didn't seem bothered by the presence of the other buck, and neither did Aelius for that matter. She sat down on the bench, shedding a few more layers of clothes, the outermost damp from melted snow, and got herself comfortable. The buck, however, sat near her side, his head resting on the bench. It had been worse lately, and he was most concerned for his chosen's health. He longed to be near the fireplace, but the other buck seemed to be enjoying it at the moment.

"It has been trouble trying to find someone in these dire times. I've had to go to various other stores because my usual ones have shut their doors...Not only from the weather." She spoke quietly, patting her buck upon his head. "I cannot work without pain as of late." Even now her hands were shaking, and every now and then the aching would start up again.

At his questions however, she gave a deeper sigh. "I'm afraid I'm not sure what he prescribed to me. It was some sort of herbal tea and a salve. Both worked wonderfully, and I've had to use them so often I ran out." Indeed, her joints were certainly inflamed, and even as she moved them it became evident that it was a little worse than she was letting on. "I would write to him, but there are few who can brave the storms and rumors that would like to run outside of town to a small cottage."

"You're far too kind..." The woman replied, giving a slight smile as she sat, still trying to keep her hands as still as possible. Aelius knew he'd be getting a nice warm blanket when they got home anyway, and could stand staying slightly damp for a while. Especially if a book was involved, though he was far more interested in Somnium. He watched the other buck curiously, ears flicking every now and then in pure wonder if the other one would be his new friend? Aelius liked friends.

"Ah, forgive me, I've been terribly rude." She gasped, obviously embarrassed, "Rosalie Satre, it's a pleasure. And this is Aelius." The aforementioned buck gave a grunt, friendly and warm, in greeting, nuzzling up against his chosen. "I can assure you that my store will stay open, though it's probably quite out of the way for you. I'm sure there's another smithy nearby here." She seemed rather surprised that the man was not beyond harassment, though it was for the good of the city. Perhaps she'd found a doctor she'd keep up with.

At his mention of the wolves, she nodded. "That's exactly why I don't want to write to the herbalist. I know he'll try to travel in this weather, and with the danger of wolves, I'd rather him be vaguely safe at home...Though the city might be safer, now that I think of it..." Perhaps she would have to write Eaton. Surely Aelius wouldn't mind seeing his best friend again, and she could probably have a few things to offer him. "I'll have to put the next delivery man up to the challenge. I'm sure that the outskirts, especially the northern ones, aren't the best place to be. Though he does have a guardian at his side."

"I'm sure I'll remember it by smell. After using it so graciously for the past week, I'm sure it'll be familiar." She reached to take one of them to smell, though had to take a moment to focus, as the shaking was making them hard to pick up. It was the second one that she nodded, curiously looking at the label. Taking note of the name, she set it back down...Carefully. "Tea would be nice. I drink a rather copious amount, especially in the cold, though my home doesn't need any more warming with the forge going.."

Aelius perked his ears as Somnium moved, leaving the fire for him. The buck gave a slightly nervous look between Marco and Rosalie, but quietly strode by to the other buck. He politely bumped snouts with him, giving his thanks, before settling down by the fire, leaving just a little bit of room in case Somnium wanted to keep partially warm.

"I'll have to write him again then." She nodded. "Surely he'd like to get out of the house, and I'm sure I'll be better building a small stockpile of the medication, especially if the weather remains like this." With his words on the wolves, she tried to remember the previous summer....No, nothing she had heard about, though she had far fewer customers than she did now. "It does seem like it might be true.....I wonder if a new version of the Wardens will be formed, if it is true." The woman would at least like to live her years out, and find an heir for her trade...But to be remembered in history, that was something alluring in and of itself....

"Hmmm..." She thought about the tea quietly, trying to think over some type of tea she was extremely fond of. It wasn't like she was currently short on money...She'd just need to be more careful for the next month or so on buying novels and the like. This was important for her work, so it needed to be something she'd use. "Something with a little spice to it would be nice, considering the weather."

Aelius settled down fairly quickly, happy that Somnium joined him. He tried to ignore the impending time of departure, happy to be drying off the slightest bit before treading out in that terrible weather again. It wasn't like he wouldn't be able to dry off once home, but keeping the cold out of his bones was nice.

"Chai sounds wonderful." She agreed, taking a sniff of the tea within the tin. Certainly powerful. "Yes, this will do nicely." Marco seemed to be very knowledgeable on a lot, it seemed. She certainly would have to remember his advice, both on stores, mail, and tea. Perhaps if she came down with any other ailments, she would have to visit him again....

The words of the tales of old struck a little more home than she expected. Though she certainly wasn't going to say exactly why her expression was a little nostalgic, Aelius did look up curiously at her before settling back down. "I never expected that in my lifetime the Wardens might be reformed...." Then again, she never expected to have a few shop companions. Whilst she had heard of many who kept a rook or grimalkin in their shop, she was certainly one of the few, if not only, who had a guardian. "Yes..I believe the advantage is on us. We are prepared...Better than the last time."

Aelius was most excited for going home for his blanket. Rosalie had spoiled him just the slightest bit, and the buck had become very much so accustomed to the warmth of the forge. Not that he didn't mind the cold. He just didn't like the wet cold. The wet cold caused by snow! For now though, he was settled down in the small area, happy to be drying off just a little bit.

"I should be fine on coin for now....Speaking of which, about how much do I owe you for your services?" Rosalie reached for her coin purse to prepare to count out how much he desired. Tea and an ointment? She should have enough with all the work she's had of late....

She too worried a little in the back of her head, trying to blot it out. There were already so many missing...or dead. Or worse, for that matter. How long before they took Palisade? How long before she and Aelius would stand down against a wolf bigger than she? The woman shook her head a little, though it ended up being a good enough reply to Marco. "I am much like that as well....I do hope there will be heroes. History is in the making, though we may not know it. One day these will be tales told by parents to their own children....I hope." The worry peered out through her words. Would there be a future for Sunderland?