Her grey-blue hues pierced right through him as he had frowned and repeated her age with a mused tone. What was this? Bria's eyes remained narrowed on him as he had began to say that she was an adult, years past maturity. She knew exactly what he spoke of, as in this reality somewhere between the ages of thirteen and fourteen females were seen as adults. As soon as they hit puberty, they were able to give birth. She didn't exactly care for that, she didn't have to live through it. On addition to that, she was a High Human, she had a life span over over five hundred years.<br/><br/>Was he complimenting here with this whole marrying their daughters off and then saying that she was young and well spoken. Wait, he said she was pretty? Her eyes remained on the man, he seemed like a gentleman, was he prospecting her? Her mouth opened slightly when he spoke of a pretty penny of a dowry. While it was nice to hear that she was worth something as a wife, she had zero interest in it. Freedom was her only interest, the only thing she needed.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FFBF">"In the country I was in previously, men and women weren't able to get married until they were at least twenty, unless there were other extraordinary circumstances."</span>She made a comment on that whole part, her eyes glancing away slightly as she remained standing near him and moved along at his pace since she had caught up with him without much problem.<span style="color: #80FFBF">"And while I wasn't abandoned here, I was abandoned and betrayed by my parents and their spawn."</span>She called her siblings spawn, she didn't have any respect or reserve for them. They had socially destroyed her, so obviously there was quite the darkness within that subject.<br/><br/>The singing was definitely something interesting to hear, especially as it grew closer. They weren't at all far off, a mere couple hundred feet away. As he rounded upon her, her eyes looked right back at him as he spoke once more.<span style="font-style: italic">Don't understand his position? He some sort of lord or something?</span>Her lips pursed slightly, he had her attention as he spoke of an accident that had occurred and that they didn't trust outsiders. The two facts that were granted to her made her make a couple assumptions. Either they had been raided by someone they thought they could trust, or they had been attacked by outsiders.<br/><br/>So she would be living with this man it seemed, considering he didn't trust her and no one in the village could even vouch for her. She was going to be watched and she was going to be living in a man's house. Alone with him. While she mostly didn't mind, this would appear scandalous from where she had come from. Rubbing the tip of her nose with her index finger, she listened to him as he finally introduced himself.<br/><br/>River Shieldbringer was a Lord of the village. So now she assumed she was currently within a Kingdom that used a fief lord system. Being a master of a village, she could assume he was a Knight rather than a full blown noble. At least he sounded a bit more relaxed now, less on edge. As he spoke of her being brought to the village council to see if she were a threat, she arched a brow slightly. Would they be able to tell what she was and what she could do? She knew magic was a thing, but she started to doubt a village would have any magic practitioners staying in it.<br/><br/>Nodding slightly at the condition that she would have to leave if she was deemed a threat, she had no real reason to be upset about that possible condition. As he had confirmed that the village was in a state of visual disarray or some kind, she figured that they had been attacked.<span style="color: #80FFBF">"Bria Mercer, and no, I'm not from a family of Merchants or nor am I a Mercery."</span>She added in the last facts since she knew the meaning of the surname, being someone who sells textiles.<span style="color: #80FFBF">"Does your house have a cellar?"</span>