The old woman thought on it for a minute, staring deadpan into Starfall's winning smile the whole time. Ultimately, she just couldn't say no to that face and turns around with a sigh. "Fine. I'll fetch the goods." After going inside for a bit, the shaman came back out through the house's door flap, straining to hold up several bags of salt and other ritual components. "Here you go. Try to exorcise at least a few Haltan ghosts before you get killed." Once the goods and money were exchanged, the transaction was over and she went back inside.