So two strangers and a unique girl... Domani unless he missed his guess, who seemed well associated with woman at the fireplace.  Perhaps he would later speak with Mistress Alys' companion, for he had the look of a Borderlander, a Shienaran.  All this later, for it was an inconvenient time with all this activity.  Cael was well aware that he associated more with those of greater age, and wisdom, than himself since he was always eager to learn more about the world.  Knowledge was often the difference between success and failure.  Life and death.  It had been once previously, shortly before he had made his way to Emond's Field.  Beneath his cloak, his hand unconsciously tightened on the hilt of his sword for just a brief moment.<br/><br/>He noticed the man they called Daniel nod at him.  It could mean any number of things naturally, but this was a fair and perhaps it would be well to forget his worries once in a while.  Looking down into his cup and swirling the contents in meditation, he took a sip, stood, and walked over to where Daniel had gathered with his friends.<br/><br/><strong>"A good day to you... Master Daniel, was it?  I hope you're townsfolk will forgive some reticence on my part, for I am newly arrived from long travel, and only recently such travel in the company of Master Fain, who as I'm sure you're aware has little good to recount about the world!  Certainly an ordeal in my opinion."</strong><br/><br/>Making a slight bow to the assembled, he mentally noted that such formalities were not truly necessary here in the south, and it was all more from habit than conscious effort that he made them.