The Calling

"Are you okay?" She asked, and Rah hesitantly took her hand. She pulled him back to his feet with strength he had never seen before, and he brushed himself off.
"Y-yeah. I'm fine. Um, thank you."
"Don't think I did it for you. We get little resources as is out here. I don't tend to lose what treats we already receive..... Though I will admit, you smell different than the normal farmers that serve us. You're not a Yelnass, are you?"
"My name if Rah Selqulif. I'll be filling in for the Yelnass family for awhile. Just until the king finds you a new permanent farmer."
The girl stared at him a minute, as if what he just said struck a nerve. He almost jumped when she nodded suddenly and jerked her attention to the bags on the ground.
"Five bags, huh? Normally huts around here only receive four."
"This is my first time delivering. I thought I would gather extra food for each of my assigned districts. You wouldn't happen to know where I can find the Deirharts, would you?" Rah asked as he picked up the bags.
The girl laughed and held her hand out to him once more. "You're looking at her. The name's Nile. Nile Deirhart."