Swiftcurrent Creek what seemed so blue in the sunlight

He was met not by his sister, but a large man cloaked in soot. Intimidating and well-muscled, a striking ring of dove white encircling one eye. He'd never seen anybody quite like him.
Uncertain, Slaney shifts to make himself taller, expression unchanged. My name's Slaney. I'm looking to find my sister, his head tilts upward; while the stranger studies him, he does the same. Does a woman named Eshe live here? About yay tall, grey coat, brown eyes?