"These two?" Yvenna looked at me with earnest and ferocious eyes. "I've seen them just last week. I've been doing just like you said, Devourer! Selling my loot to them and stuff. The eldest is so damn stiff, but does good craft. Made me some new leathers. The youngest is so pure it's annoying." Yvenna paused, then added. "Not the 'holy-temple-virgin' pure, but more like, she thinks you are some knight in shining armour or something! She kept asking me if I would return soon every time I came by."