<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 eyes widened at the question of the girl named Poe "Forgive my rudeness I am called Johoel, and it is a pleasure to help a nice young lady like yourself" he said showing her a bit of flattery his sister had always said it was something women like to hear once in awhile. Johoel rubbed the back of his head out of nervousness his head low as he began to follow in her direction looking around for this missing item then it hit him what was this item? Johoel looked down shyly feeling self conscious as he spoke "May ask what was stolen from you?" he asked gently keeping his gaze averted.