Frost scowled a little as she dredged up a memory of the scarred man she'd passed.  He'd stuck out a little, she'd even thought of blowing him a kiss to make the more handsome men jealous.  <I remember him.  How very curious...><br/><br/>She shrugged, then smiled, <Oh, thank you.  I have a proper mantle, and coins as well as some things for barter.  But if you'd like to go hunting together sometime that sounds lovely.  Anyway, I think we should see what this man has to say.>