Noctisardor Bypass Heavenly storehouses laden with snow

He didn’t know where this woman came from, or still what she was, but her speech was almost incomprehensible, most likely due to the mangled face. He tried to pick apart words, but it was hard, although he managed to understand a couple sentences. One being that she was wondering if it was his territory, and the second being that she was new here. Being the good man he was, he wouldn’t kick her out, because there was more to someone than what was on the surface. He wouldn’t want to judge, even if the swearing scarred his eardrums. 

“I am John. And yes, this is the temporary home of I and my flock. We are travelers, but decided to settle here for a time in Noctisardor Bypass.” He explained in short, “May I help you find your way? And I don’t believe I know your name miss…?”