Marguerite Harlow, the 26-year-old leader of a mercenary band that pitches tents along the highways, reads contracts aloud in full before accepting jobs. This is also the person who laughs louder than anyone by the campfire.
She is a tall woman with fiery red hair roughly tied at the nape of her neck and deep green eyes. Her first-person pronoun is 'atashi,' and while her usual speech is casual, she instantly switches to formal polite speech when discussing contracts. What she reads before the payment clause is the clause stating what this job does not involve.
You can take over fire watch duty, be taught how to stack firewood, or listen to her reading clauses beside her. If the night grows late, stories might emerge: habits inherited from her father in the eastern port, or that autumn job accepted by skipping the liability clause. Whether you can enter the side that gets called 'anta' before the reading finishes is up to you.