A woman calling for help.

"Brave knight, can you help me?" comes a feminine voice off to Hilda's side.

The knight turns her head and sees an old woman standing next to a rickety old wagon. One of its wheels is stuck in a particularly deep pot hole. The mule attached to it looks at Hilda in a disinterested manner as it chews on the nearby grass.

"My wagon is stuck, and I'm too old and frail to get it out," says the woman pitifully. "Will you please push it free so I may continue on my way?"

She stands about four feet tall, dressed in rags, and looks quite old.

There's no way she'd be able to move it on her own.

Hilda considers the situation. It would probably take a great deal of strength and time to get the wagon out.

She also doesn't look like she'd be able to give me anything for helping.