An old, tattered gray and brown skin of a ram is settled onto the ground, just in front of the skin which Elk Charm had laid out with her things. The traders gaze is welcoming and understanding, for which Wardruna offers a genuine smile though is happy to continue their words of trade.

Wardruna sits once more, using nose and paw to unfold the pelt to recieve a collection of jumbled items from within - the ending piece of a ram's horn, about 3 inches worth for a nice chew toy, a chunk of elk meat dried and seasoned with ocean salt and sage by Journey, a few smooth black stones from their coast line along with some dried arctic lupine that Wardruna just thought was pretty (she had a thing for purple) but really knew no herbal knowledge of.

Ahhh... Wardruna pushes the lupine and ram horn forward. This? Wardruna struggled to decide what exactly made for a fair trade and her inexperience showed!