<div class="floatleft">(http://i1326.photobucket.com/albums/u649/wigglebiscuit/Lydia/HumeFemale_zps9b0dc3da.jpg)</div>Lydia may be from a small town, but she knows a thing or two about noblemen, and she's not about to be pushed around by this one. She is tall for a woman, and fully figured, and though she is young, she is not easily cowed by anyone.<br/><br/>She draws herself up to her full height and looks the man in the eye. "Very well, Lord Davos, I am Lydia of Faullen's Creek. I did dash toward you, but do not make the mistake of thinking you have me at your mercy. I will turn on a heel this instant and walk away, and you will know me only as everyone else will: via your cathode tube."<br/><br/>She looks him up and down once more and continues. "There is no shortage of contestants for you to choose from, but then, there is no shortage of patrons for me to choose from. Now, shall we set this tiresome chess match aside and get down to business? I am looking to penetrate deeper into the Dungeon than any contestant before me...perhaps to the end. This contest is a black smear on our country, on our world, and it needs to end. If you are with me, let us talk terms. But if you are looking for simple titillation, there is a drow I can introduce you to."