Zarna nods eyes scanning over the map. "Thank you. I'll catch on with the caravan to Shalehallow, if you would be so kind at to direct one them to find me in the market?" She slips a gold coin onto the desk with a smile and a nod to the door. "I'll negotiate a price with who ever they send." She adds ruffling Rue's mane of black hair affectionately. The wolf looks up at her with equal affection his playful pup routine slipping into his more serious self. Muscles no longer slack his tail falls loosely no longer waving like a flag though his ears stay pricked.