[color=8882be]Zelana's brow furrowed at the farmer's insinuation though before she had a chance to retort, the very mercenary in question arrived. She offered Gray the same cordial nod of a greeting as she had provided Berrin upon arrival.[/color] "Indeed."

[color=8882be]She pushed the minor annoyance to the back of her mind with ease. She wasn’t there to amuse the farmer anyways. Whispers had swept through the region that the lost mines of Phandelver had been at long last located. If such a discovery were true, she wanted to be there. While that was not the precise task at hand, getting to Phandalin would put her closer to discovering the truth. She glanced between the two men with a curious expression playing at her features. She was packed and ready to get on the road. Hopefully, they were as well.[/color] “If it is just the three of us, we should get moving,” [color=8882be]the half-elf suggested.[/color]