Oleg nearly jumped out of his skin when Anatoliy entered the trading post, then he realized they weren't a bandit. Or at least not one of the bandits who came to collect. When they came up to introduce themselves, Svetlana's cheeks grew red and she chuckled, "Quite the charmer, aren't you? The pleasure's all mine, Ana. You can call me Svetlana." She took Ana's hand first and shook it.

Oleg raised an eyebrow and paused for a moment, then finally shook their hand. "Medvyed? And you're with this lot? Haw! I suppose King Surtova will be comin' through the gate next!" He laughed at his own joke, but his laughter died quickly when he saw nobody else was joining in. "Anyway, it's as your friend here says, you're party's offered to help with some bandit troubles in exchange for free room and board. That sit alright with you?"