<strong>Rose Ironshield</strong><br/><br/>"Of a sort, my father left it to me." The 6' 1" half-elf said after a moments though. She was more slender than the man, her Elven blood giving her a wiry strength that didn't stand out. Of course given her armor she most likely matched him in weight, though the fact she moved with ease in full plate spoke enough of her own strength.<br/><br/>Clearly the man wanted something from the heirs.  But what, her cautious nature warring with her wishes to get moving on the road. Sapphire blue eyes met green as she considered his offer.<br/><br/>"What are you intentions towards those with rings like mine?" She asked as she pulled her gauntlets back on.