Upon catching sight of the nearing pair, Lin strapped her Dulcimer in it's case and to her pack then she sat straight.
A soft smile touched her lips at the woman's greeting, and she bowed her head in return.
"Esvelle, how lovely to see you again. Please, sit with us."

She reached for the pitcher of mead, and offered to pour the woman a glass as well, despite the fact that she was the one to pay for it eventually. 

"May I just say, what a lovely pair of earings you are wearing?" Her lips pursed at that, leaning forwards squinting at the shiny jewels. Eventually, she moved one leg above the other, placing both her hands on her own lap, swirling her leg in the air casually. 

"Please, by all means, tell us what plagues and pains you so. How can we be of service?"