“—Wait. Do you mean to sail across this waters to the harbors of Laketown, dear sir? My name is Lady Sif, and I will pay you handsomely if you will allow me to board your boat.”

“Will you now?” The bargeman straightened with an almost amused glint in his eyes. “Well then, my lady, you should know no one enters or leaves those harbors but by leave of the Master. And this here barge of mine has been jotted down for one captain and twelve barrels. No more, no less.”
Bard caught the pouch easily in one hand, though his eyes never left the woman standing before him. "Aye, but a lady...
“Are barrels not vessels, Bargeman? Surely there is room for a Lady,” The Shield Maiden fished out a burlap pouch from...