A pair of new face's have appeared in the Blue Water Inn, a foreigner, a man from a Port named that of Lucine. He walks with a personal man servant, quite a peculiar sight. Chattering in they're own tongue yet ever pleasant to the local aristocracy, yet as they are frequently bought drinks they felt looked down upon.
Ill rumours have already begun, that the man speaks fondly of his Family yet non of its members have seen, the curtains mostly closed in their Holiday Home.