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The crunch of snow and ice underfoot was becoming a daily thing now, the sun not warming the air or earth long enough to let it melt before a new wave of grey clouds rolled in. Grey clouds that threatened to drop another few inches of snow by tomorrow morning. Grumbling to himself, Marco bundled his hands into his coat, Somnium behind him doing his best not to look absolutely fine in the freezing cold. The doctor never thought he’d be envious of a deer, but lo and behold, with the winter chill biting at him Marco was.

“You’re doing that to mock me aren’t you?” He shot Somnium and angry look as the buck went through a rather large snow pile, seeming fine. Granted he could get cold as well, but thus far Marco hadn’t seen any signs of the chill harming the guardian. Good thing too, as he’d be carrying back the various herbs from the merchant. While few herbs would be fresh, they would still be of use and of high quality. Just what Marco needed for the sudden influx of patients. The cold was now combined with rumors of wolves. People were overly skittish, leading to more accidents.

He’d already had to treat a man who’d falling off a lader and broken his arm, started by a child mockingly howling. Shaking his head of the thoughts of the rumors, Marco knocked at the herb seller’s door. He just wanted to get his supplies and be home before nightfall really.

The buck behind him gave a small snort, moving away just enough to kick some snow in Marco's direction, getting the guardian a low hiss. "Stop that. I don't want to get water all over their floor and end up frostbitten." The mental image of frostbitten toes passed between them and Somnium jumped a bit. He very much didn't wish frost bite of his chosen. The open door was met with a small smile. Thank god the man was in. "Thank you. And yes, no thanks to this one." Somnium shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Somnium, no." The buck stopped short of the door, a bit taken aback as he was left out in the cold.

Literally at that.

"It's nice to know some people are still open despite this damnable weather. Well, weather and wolves as they're saying these days." Taking off his gloves and stuffing them in his pocket, the doctor looked over to the herbs, pausing as Somnium told him in his way that he really ought to buy some for the buck.
After the snow kick it so wasn't happening.

"I need to refill my stock and then some. Too many people are pushing themselves with worry and work. I've had enough patients coming in with the beginning of more than just a cold in the past few days." He Shaking his head he motioned to the herbs on display. "Clove, Coriander, I have enough Chamomile..." He sighed, patting himself for a list. Once he found it. "Shall I list the items and needed amounts?"

Somnium nodded his head as Marco rolled his eyes, making a small snort of his own. "Playing indeed. I rather think he just would rather I end up bedridden so I wouldn't take him out across the country to tend to patients." The buck liked to travel but not for work. And not very far. Stubborn as mule as Marco would have put it.

Smiling a bit, Marco tabbing his finger on a table, sighing. "Glad you are open. When one places closes they all tend to and well.. you start a chain of other closing shop as they can get what they need and what not." Enough places had closed to cause a minor concern. trade was slowing and though he was able to trade his services for goods time to time, even that was becoming harder. People wanted to buy goods but if no goods were for sale, they had to barter. "But if you're ready? Marjoram, just a small amount, Horehound, if you have it. Yarrow, and Mint." Somnium gave a little jump at the mention of mint to which Marco added. "A lot of mint I suppose."

The notion of charms has Marco raising his eyebrow. He wasn't one for the old tales really, but he met and dealt with enough people who were. "I don't think I'm in much need for protection, but I know enough people who would jump at such a thing. I'll buy a few if it's alright. Suppose it couldn't hurt to give them to others and ease their worries."

Marco smiled and went to fetch a few of his own containers. "If you can help encourage others to stay open, wolves, weather or otherwise, you'd have more than just me thanking you. Feels like every trader and merchant I meet is in the same straights I'm in." Setting an empty jar down the doctor sighed. "We have a need and a want that cannot be met. The shop closing... free market I suppose."

It couldn't be helped, these thing would happen and they would all just have to adapt. Or not. Being stubborn was sometimes it's own reward.

"But yes, please. The horehound is one of those things I never seem to use often, but it's good to have on hand." At the question Marco began the mental tally. It took a few seconds but- "As of right now, roughly thirty standing with cases I will need to re-examine. Not to count those I end up being called in for and run into on the road." Rubbing his temples, Marco let out a heavy sigh.

"The season compounded with the wolves have made people jumpy... and highly accident prone."