The Doctor's Orders

Listen up, |c, the doctor's a good an' upright man. I won't hear a word against him. Just because he has a fascination with plants and other things what won't grow in the sun don't make one a howling savage. Truth is he's the only one willing to tend to those as have the plague. Cause? There's none what can agree, |n. Some say it's foul humors, others blame it on the victims themselves. Some be sayin' there's no cure at all, that the days of weighing out are come and those struck are bein' punished by the Gods! Dark days, |n, dark days. Trouble is the Doctor needs some of that Widow's Bane to make poultices for the sick but none of the men will go near the sick camp. You don't look like the sort to be put off by superstition. If you could see your way to gettin' Heino the plants he needs, it'd be a weight off my back.

Search among the ruins in and around Faewulf's Rest. Pluck the flowers and deliver them to Doctor Heino.