<span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-family: baseballfont;">Johoel</span></span><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">The Traveling Merchant</span><br/><br/>Johoel's fathers words floated to mind as she told her small tale of woe<span style="font-style: italic">"We can do no great things, only small things with great love</span>rang his father's words as his mind pondered the situation. She needed help how could he say no, if it had been his sister out here he would have liked if someone helped her if they were in need. And with his resolve solid he nodded happily "I wouldn't mind helping you looking for whatever it is you lost" he said a gently smile moved across his lips. He watched her eat the fruit as if she hadn't eaten in awhile this concerned him, they needed water more her then him it seemed. "Well lets try and look around for some clues and see if anyone else has been in the area recently" he said cheerfully handing her the bag seeing as she was hungry. His yellow eyes scanning the area "Which way did you come from or see this robber go?" he asked not looking at her his determination clear on his face.