It's a good thing Rowan has a bunch of spare paper!

She might be here to investigate the jewels, but she's certainly not going to turn down the opportunity to get a map of the land east of the Grey River. 

Bel will do as best she can, though she hasn't been even half that far herself. She sketches with some detail the eastern branch of the Grey, then a swath of hills beyond that, then a small stretch of the river that borders them. Beyond is unnamed land from her father's stories, distances measured in rough travel time across inhospitable land. Bel's no cartographer, but she has a good memory and an eye for distance.

Rowan can help her convert days' travel into distances on paper, and translate her vague mental images into legible lines on the page. 

"Thank you. This will be a welcome addition to our store of knowledge, even if no Steerswoman ever wishes to travel in those regions - which seems unlikely." 

"It was no problem. And you'd need a local guide. The lands are dangerous and inhospitable, even to those who live there. Especially the blackgrass prairie."

Rowan looks at the belt again, considering. If all of these were found in one place...

"Are you offering?" 

"Perhaps. You don't speak as if you're planning on setting out immediately; where are you going next?"