He wasn't looking at her... the action of a commoner, not a noble or a dragon-blooded.  Somewhat of a Southern accent too, not much of one, but it was certainly there... and he spoke in Low Realm?  Sadly one of the few languages she didn't know, though she knew the merchant's language - Riverspeak - and Old Realm as well as High Realm.  Luckily, Lynia knew the language, and he said... he couldn't understand her?<br/><br/>Well, commoners usually spoke Low<em>and</em>High realms, at least to some degree, and it was<em>clear</em>she was a noble - by her dress and by the obvious signs of her being a dragon-blooded of the purest blood.  Now that was certainly<em>very</em>odd... this was likely their man.  Still, with Lynia translating the message there was communication... and apparently he hadn't seen any blond southerner at all... really now?<br/><br/>"Really now?" she replied coyly, walking up to the man and trying to get a look at his face "What's your name then?  You look interesting enough... minding showing me your face?"<br/><br/>If the man didn't show him her face, then she was going to knock the peasant's hat off his head herself,<em>then</em>they'd get a look at his face whether he liked it or not...