A stitched leather roll of tools and glass vials Vickruck keeps meticulously oiled against the cold.

A small leather satchel filled with neatly wrapped bandages and waxed splints.

A plain glass vial with a cork. Vickruck keeps an extra box near the counter.

A wrapped bundle of corky, dried roots and sliced jerky-like tubers that Vickruck roasts in winter smoke.

Glassy jars of bright, pickled onions Vickruck brines in her root cellar to sustain travelers in the cold.

Wrapped sprigs tied with twine. The scent is piney and slightly menthol.

Amber sap in a small wax-sealed vial. Vickruck insists it is the secret to her long-lasting provisions.

A patched waterskin banded in leather. Vickruck sells inexpensive ones to passing hunters.

A puckered little pouch that smells of smoke and bay. Hunters buy them by the dozen.

Vickruck bundles inexpensive tools into a single roll for novices traveling the passes.

A small bundle of papery roots with a faintly peppery scent. Vickruck keeps the best for barter.

A squat glass vial of red liquid sealed with wax. Vickruck bottles these herself when trade caravans pass.

A clear vial of bitter, greenish liquid. A common item among travelers to marshes and pest-ridden caravans.

A tin of pale powder that steams faintly when exposed to air. Locals swear by it for mountain crossings.