Mophus quickly hit the ground and placed his expert herb sniffing nose just centimeters from the grass. Within seconds the highly tuned receptors within his nasal cavity were transmitting signals to his brain.... Niiiyyiyyiyyiiiiice
"What you got?", asked a somewhat peeved Wuuf, whose canine sniffing capacity should have exceeded that of a human, were it not for that Death Knight's groin sniffing accident back in DM I.
"It's a special herb called 'Wotchyanow', kind of like Dill really. I found it especially useful when crushed in a morter and applied on singed eyebrows. After 5 years of application they grow back with vigour."
"Ohhh" said an impressed Wuuf, "it could come in useful if we come in contact with a fireball throwing Dragon."
"Ehhh... I occasionally chop a bit up and add it to my pork chops. It tastes real nice but I've never seen it actually reanimate one."
Next was Alex, examining the glowing fungus that was providing the light for all of the fauna in this part of the dungeon. "Could this stuff be useful?" he inquired to Chani. The sum of his horticultural experience was as a child picking up and inhaling from the wrong end other people's cigarette ends in a bar. "Sure, but don't put it in your pocket", she replied. Then hissed to him "It'll make you sterile..."
After some deliberation Alex discretely shoved some in old Gando's backpack and then washed his hands for the first time in 3 years.
Finally it was Daroou, poor simple Daroou. 'Medicinal plants' thought Daroou. 'Stuff that stops you from bleeding', 'Green bits for covering seeping wounds', 'Roots for sucking on for bad teeth'.
He then grabbed a handful of large green leaves. "Dey could come in useful later. I've seen Syra use these dock leaves for wiping... Ehhhh... Cleaning her..."