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He really is a beautiful specimen to behold, and Nyra smiles softly as he parrots her greeting back. 
Sea storm? Ah. Yes, the weather lately seems to have been coming from this area, and it showed in her agreeing nod. 
Then he stumbled over his words slightly. The Harbinger cocked her head slightly as he finished asking his question to her. 
Would she consider it a personal question? Not at all despite her ferocity.
"To these Wilds, no. But I've lived much further inland here for almost a full year." Nyra replied. Her tone still held some status to it, but was dipped to be more friendly, less I'll eat you and more...not that. 
"My name is Nyra." She offered after a brief pause, though her face more or less betrayed the question she wasn't asking, which was: where are you from?