"I'll get it!" Glenn said with an enthusiastic smile. "Sure is exciting, Roan!" He went inside and dropped his large stack of firewood next to the hearth in the little kitchen, then climbed the ladder that led to the loft, which acted as his sleeping quarters. Sitting down on the straw filled mattress, Glenn fished his large hand around under the bed until he found the little box that contained his 9 silver coins and deposited the money into his shirt pocket, right next to the treasure map. 

Meanwhile, Dotta busied herself packing what food she could spare for the duo; a bit of cheese sealed in wax, two loaves of bread, and even some beef jerky. 

When Glenn climbed back down the ladder, she handed the package of food to Roan. She then picked up the sturdy and sharp woodman's axe that rested near the door. "Glenn, I want you to take this," she said.

He took the offered axe, but looked confused. "Okay, but I don't expect I'll have to chop much wood, Ms Dotta" he said, experimenting with how to carrying the thing on his belt.

"I'd feel better if you took it along anyways," she said with only half a smile, still appearing slightly worried about letting him go. "You just never know..."