[Pod isn't quite sure how to go about this, but Rick mentioned this woman, and on hearing a little more of her, Pod is sure she'll be of help, should she be willing to lend even some advice. Pod doubts it would be proper to march up and ask for her at the door, though, but the locket should do nicely? She hopes. Pod tries not to look nervous or shifty as she opens the locket.]

My lady, forgive the intrusion. I am Pod of Gray Holt, and a good friend, Rick, suggested I speak to you. I'm visiting Treun, and have been given a task I'm happy to complete, but am in need of some advice on the subject! Rick said you might be able to offer some, if you don't mind the forwardness. If it's not an inconvenience to you, might we meet and talk?

[Was that too forward? Pod hopes not, and what's said is said anyway. She takes a breath and waits.]