[ If Grog notices the tension when he moves, well, he mostly assumes it's because the Strange Mystery Lady is going to yell at him and make him pay for that table. But once she asks for kindling and seems to relax, he brightens up immediately. He can bring her the wood and it's all good, right? ]

A priestess? So you, like, serve a god an' all that, yeah? I've met a priest before. My buddy Pike is a cleric and she knows all kinds of priests and stuff.

[ Probably? Okay, he doesn't know who she knows, actually, but since she is a cleric and has done plenty of traveling and temples are everywhere--she has to know a bunch of priests and priestesses. Right?

He dusts off his hands as she takes the wood, looking at the fire with appreciation. ]

I'm Grog! Oh, uh, sorry about your... [ What was that pile of wood anyway? ] Toy stool thing?