The woman put her hands together in front of herself and gave them a slight bow. Her clothes were foreign, certainly not from Brevoy at any rate, as was the accent that graced her Common. "Aki , at your service. I'm a roaming merchant, on my way to Oleg's Trading Post. Could I trouble the goodness of your heart to help me with my cart? I'm afraid I have no silver to pay you with, unless you're interested in food and tools." She gestured over to her cart, which was tilted over on its side with one wheel fallen off the axle.<br/><br/>"Jhod," the priest introduced himself. "Tis brave of you, perhaps too much so, for a young lady to travel this far our in the country alone and without escort."<br/><br/>"This young lady has her ways," Aki replied with a knowing smile.<br/><br/>"Anyways, these young 'uns were just complaining how<em>bored</em>they were. Some good honest labor sounds like the perfect remedy for that. Erastil provides," Jhod looked towards Priam and Guy meaningfully.