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"The letter is addressed to a 'Regal Winternorth' with only 'The Troll Bar' written under his name," said Ira, frowning. She could only assume that the bar was reasonably well known otherwise the sender would have at least written the name of the town.

She was about to say something else to Rebecca when a man stepped out of the shadows of the trees. Taken completely off guard, she took step so she was standing in a way that she could easily run or throw up her glyph shield.

"Er, excuse me? Did you say you were going to the next settlement? I'm awfully lost..." he said before lowering his hood. Ira was taken aback by his appearance - the eye that didn't seem to focus on anything making her wonder if he could see out of it. His irises were red though which disturbed her but she tried not to show how she felt or that she could tell her could wield magic, though she could not tell how or in what capacity.

He bowed and introduced himself before promising to be more of an assistance in any potential trouble than a burden to them if they would allow him to accompany them to the town.

Ira didn't trust him, but she didn't trust almost anyone anymore. She put her hand on her chest and bowed her head slightly, a common formal gesture used by her clan. "I am Ira of the Crying Bird Clan," she said. She didn't know how well known her people might be in this country. In her country, almost all the nation-states surrounding hers had heard of her clan's history in the knowledge and use of Druidic Blood Magic. It used to cause fear in those who were ignorant of the knowledge that it hadn't been used in almost ten generations. She hoped, that if it was something someone in this country might know it would come across as she intended it to: as a warning. She tried to hide her mistrust and use of a tone that was a bit cold with a smile. She was used to acting like she was happy or enjoying herself and fell into the practice easily. "You would need to ask Rebecca if she would be willing to guide another traveler," she said gesturing to the laden postworker. "I'm a stranger to this country and also quite lost."