Mialla was surprised. By how well an edge of bread and a hunk of cheese and an apple could taste, by the immediate and practical hospitality - there were more than enough people who would chase a traveller off their land like a stray dog, after all. She certainly was surprised by the sense of this keep, once she was led to the main building and through the grand hall - she had, perhaps unconsciously, expected opulence, perhaps even ostentation. She certainly had not expected any of it to feel like someone's home.<br/><br/>"Mialla," she confirmed softly. "Thank you for the food and the chance to warm up, my lady." She waited until the servant had withdrawn to comply with the request to pour the baroness a cup of wine, mostly to save herself the embarrassment of being clumsy about it. "I was caught out," she admitted. "Should have asked for a place to winter..." She thought about it. "Probably as far back as Scarborough, in retrospect, although the conditions did not really get hostile until today."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Know Nobility Result: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=85389)</div></div>