#ataraxiarite

   People were milling about, as usual; the garden was a fairly popular place to congregate. The Inquisitor was kneeling over in the corner, focused entirely on the potted plant before which she sat. Carefully, she lifted the leaves of one of the stalks of elfroot, using her thumbnail to remove it. She reached over without looking and placed the leaf in the bowl she had placed next to her before lifting another and repeating.