<strong>Shan'sail/Hall/Morning</strong><br/><br/>"And who might you be?" Shan'sail asked as she entered the hall and notice the stranger. "My lord?" She added tentatively. She didn't think the man was a highborn (she was sure he would have recognised him if he was), but he might be a low ranking noble. It was likely she would outrank him, being a female, but it fit the persona she had adopted: the weakling no one needed to guard against.<br/><br/>She approached the man, looking at her squizzily. "Can I help you?"