"Alright. I shall" Mazdak replied, wondering why Rughoi had sent an apparently unhealthy kobold to accompany him. After a few minutes of calling out for a boat, a raft finally rowed its way over to the riverbank where Mazdak and Rebat stood. A red-skinned kobold clad only in a pair of shirts greeted them. The ferry pilot turned around and ushered them on board his ferry with a wave of his right hand. 

"Where ya headed?"

"The other side of the river. I'll cover the toll" Mazdak explained as he stepped on. The raft was little more than a collection of logs which had been tied together with several lengths of rope, and the 'oar' used to propel the vessel was little more than a tree branch stripped of its leaves and twigs. Still, it got the job done as they crossed the river. For a while, all was silent, with the calm only broken at about the midpoint of their river crossing.

"I can get the clerics of Hekaga's great temple to heal that throat injury, if you like, and your foot, if anything is wrong with that, too. We don't need to do that as part of the deal between our cities, in case you thought I was doing this just to hold the promise of healing over your head to get a better deal in our upcoming negotiations."