<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 watched as she covered herself with the blanket, "Well if they really did take it they will sell it in the market place for some gold, so we'll check with the other merchants" he said his voice calming a bit. Johoel placed his hand on her shoulder gently "I know this is hard but this is the way of the road, but I promise I will do what I can" he said a small smile on his lips he was trying to be comforting he wasn't sure if it would work but at least he was trying. "Oh by the way why do you care so much about a simple coat, I mean was it given to you by someone special?" he could only think of that reason alone that it would be so important that she would risk herself out in the world. In the distance the light glow of dawn approached and gave way to the town of Mistreal the town of rivers.