<strong>Angelique of Rone</strong><br/><br/>The man looked impressed as Angelique seemed to treat the wagon as more of a dance partner than an obstacle. "Uh, Braeden from Clearwater Farm out near the Ereldane river." He awkwardly offered a bow to Angelique. "Forgive my common manner miss, I'm not used to talking to a lady. What brings you to Delbaeth? That is, unless your business is none of mine."