Jessamyn
The paladin had never made any attempt to hide her allegiance; the tabard that covered her armor was proudly emblazoned with the gauntlet-insignia of Torm. Her greatsword hung strapped across her back, gloved hands nowhere near it. She inclined her head politely, with no special deference -- a warrior greeting a warrior, equal until tested.
"Of course. The well is back here, sir. Though there is only one bucket."
She indicated the way she had come with one gloved hand and half-turned, prepared to lead him.