The room was actually one of the larger lodging spaces in the inn.  A large bed was on one site and there was a small table on the other, all made of dark wood.  Though the inn was usually quite boisterous, Asena still generally enjoyed staying here.  It was also one of the few rooms with a fireplace, and it seemed as if Ora had instructed them to light it when she got back, so it was burning quietly near the table.  The man before her did not seem to act in a way that held true to the stories her father told her.  The war with the faeries had ended when she was babe so she had not interacted with many in her time.<br/><br/>Her father had described them as crafty and cunning with an air of arrogance that could not be ignored.  Perhaps this man was putting on some kind of show, but it seemed unlikely that would be the case.  A simple farmer? Asena began to sift through the details he had told her so far.  A farmer selling goods on merchant's row. There was no way it was a family of faeries hiding out somewhere acting human on a farm.  No, it was much more likely he was some kind of refugee?<br/><br/><i>A noble?  </i>No one had ever called her that, but she was more or less an equivalent to her.  Her parents led the Valoran pack and her family had been either alphas or near alphas for centuries.  In fact, she was the first girl to be born in a long line of sons, and the pack had typically passed from father to son, though in other packs it did not always work out that way.  The alpha pair had to be ready to lead, but also to discipline, the members of the pack.  If a son was weak or unable to lead, he was not going to find a good mate and he would have no chance at leading.<br/><br/>"My father and mother are leaders, yes.  We do not call them nobles where I am from, but...I suppose that would be correct."  She explained.  "And what of you, have you always been a farmer?  Were you raised near here?"<br/><br/>Almost on cue, there was a knock at the door and a server brought in the food and drink once Asena answered the door.  A few moments later, they were alone again, and she settled into one of the chairs at the table.