Dragoncrest Cliffs son of none

she herself has yet to encounter someone stumbling upon them by chance, although it is not the first in drageda's history (if she were aware that étoille's answer had been much the same, she might have felt differently). it is not the most compelling answer -- blixen does not speak yet, glancing to eastwood as he arrives (and then, catching sight of mallaidh, being unable to resist a quick smile before her attention is returned). 

"intriguing?" the young commander echoes, cocking her head at him. oh -- actually, this isn't the first someone someone has just wandered upon their borders, she remembers. maybe he's like -- that girl. whatever her name had been. rather than stretch out their conversation, she says, "this is drageda. i am blixen, our commander," straightening up a little as she titles herself. 

"are you just passing by or do you have business with us?" blixen tries, raising an eyebrow at him.