The woman was friendly enough, Dhyannah felt. And Dhyannah presented a cordial and stoic appearance. She asked for a few basic herbs, some perhaps of a more questionable nature but all in all, they were common items for the area and season. She gave the woman a courteous smile and nod and after paying for the herbs, she left just the way she came, returning to the same beaten path towards the tavern. 

Her blades were well maintained and sharpened, so there was no need for a smithy. Though she was no smith herself, she was very meticulous about the care of armor and weapons. What sort of hunter would let them falter? With hopes of returning before nightfall, her pace swiftened.