The noble was delighted to and led her out on the dance floor. The dances were not familiar to her - no surprise, human culture, arts included, changed far faster than elven - but she slid into the rhythm easily enough with the lead from Hernando. As the two danced he made light conversation, asking where she was frm, and what led her to this "poor country mired in war".<br/><br/>As he explained he had been involved in the Crusade in Amn, the big campaign during which Murann, the city occupied by a monster horde, had been liberated. It did sound modest, until he added "maybe you have heard the ballad about it? I am mentioned in a verse..."<br/><br/>But he danced well, and was very attentive. Not the usual pushy muscle-bound hulk that her tutors had warned her of.