The Medicine Seller nods, looking rather interested. "I see, so that's what they meant by 'put forth effort'. Sounds simple enough." He tucks a hand under his chin thoughtfully, looking up at the stranger.

"Just a humble medicine seller." He shakes the offered hand, his grip firm yet warm. "Bandits don't scare me, hard to fear them when all I need to do is a few turns here and there and I've got them running into each other."

He can't help but laugh at his own words, clearly speaking from experience. "Care to show me where this quest board is Zelvor?"