[open] she sells sea shells

The first thing Arialla had traded her beachcombing finds for was a basket to carry them in. Thus rendered efficient, she had a good pile of pretty shells, interesting rocks, pieces of sea glass, mermaid's purses, scraps of mother-of-pearl -- anything appealing you could find along Torchline's shore. There wasn't much of a market for such things in Torchline, of course, since anyone could go walk along the shore and pick them up. But Arialla hoped that someone here in the Hollowed Grounds would be willing to compensate her for the work of finding the nice stuff and hauling it through the portal.

"Shells for trade!" she called, standing in the marketplace. "Shells, sea glass, driftwood! Add a taste of the sea to your home or apparel!"

Surely someone would take her up on it.