She smiled, even tough Xandros wouldn't be able to see it. One leather covered forearm shot out, and a bird swooped down from nowhere to dig it's talons into the hide. "My name is Blaize, and this handsome fellow is Swift." She bowed a bit, somehow managing to keep the gyrfalcon steady upon her wrist. "It's always a pleasure to meet a fellow traveler." The assumption was safe enough. This man was as different from the locals as could be.

From the corner of her eye, she glimpsed another unusual sight. The buxom young woman seemed upset, ill at ease. A mental nudge sent the grey and white falcon off again. The bird was far more intelligent then he appeared. As intelligent as any man. He was a rare breed. Gently landing on the woman's shoulder, Swift tilted his head and nudged her with his beak.

Blaize nodded to herself as she stood up again. The mental exchange had taken but a moment. "So, what brings you to these parts? I'm hunting for legends." She hedged the truth. He could be competition.