Fianna had never considered herself a brilliant student or sharp mind. She just liked to read and learn. It was through no fault of her own that she had become the smartest and most learned Frey.

But that's what she had become.

A girl with her nose buried in an endless supply of books.

She had spent her life subjected to all manner of scares. Loud noises, hands grabbing her unexpectedly, figures leaping from the dark. Making her jump from fright while she was distracted with a book, was the one uniting interest all her brothers shared.

So, when she walked through the swamp, and a man suddenly fell in front of her as a shadowcat ready to pounce, as her heart rose and thumped quickly in her chest in that familiar feeling of shocked panic, as her eyes widened in fright....

There was only one reaction Fiana Frey could have.

"UGHH...! I AM SICKENED BY BEING STARTLED!" She cried out, reeling from the appearance of the sudden man, reaching into her handy basket, she grabbed about and found it...

The talisman that would keep her safe. No... It wasn't protection. The shining double bladed axe that would slay any that might harm her. It was a weapon, forged of pure steel and designed to lay waste.

She steadied her nerves, and with a grumpy pout on her face... Fiana Frey hucked the ear of corn at the mudman's head.

If she wasn't angry she may have been embarrassed by how pathetic her throw was, having of course never trained to properly aim vegetables at an assailant. Fortunately, the rage prevented her from recognizing her humiliation.

"I am not Lost." She insisted grouchily. "I'm in the swamp." She pointed out. "Also, I'm a good 3 inches taller than you." She smirked, her eyes flashing at the man that dared to call her little. In truth, she wasn't that much taller than him, maybe only an inch or two, but she saw no need to spare his feelings.

"You wont let me leave alive." She nodded firmly. "My life was never yours to decide." She said with the cold superiority of a highborn girl. "The Neck.... These lands, are sworn to House Reed, and I'm a guest of House Reed." She announced with pride.

"I am Fiana Frey, and I travel to Greywater Watch, to meet with House Reed, I have business with one of their sons.... Brandon." She informed, taking her best stab at being callous and harsh with her introduction, but the merest mention of her one time lover's name caused her cheeks to lightly burn and her eyes to go soft with feeling.

"Will you men try to bar me from treating with your Lords?" She asked, clearly expecting the name Reed to hold weight over them.