"Merrill," she said, smiling pleasantly at the Orlesian sounding young man. For all the vitriolic snarling of 'blood mage' she usually got in her direction, it was rather pleasant to have met a few people who didn't seem to mind magic in general. Or at least might not be inclined to see her as some kind of monster. "Were you out doing something with the horses? I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where you were coming from." Or if there were really horses. She was sure there had to be though. She could smell them when the wind caught things right.