"Bremoor is too far inland. Besides, we have neither oxen nor..." Evelynn's eyes flicked over Aira, sworn to chastity in Lux's service, Anna, with strength enough to put any man to shame, and herself, no virgin, "...nor maiden to barter for the beast's services, even assuming it could be bought in the first place. If it's up to me, I would go for the low-hanging fruit first: those places we can easily reach by sea. Either this dwarven smith of yours, or perhaps the Masked Mage of Ledon Island. Steel and magic, now those we can put to good use."