Lex/Kiernan | Shieldwyrm Hall
Perhaps she had wandered much too close to the training hall, Lex thought, her path now halted by an unknown older man. She had made some effort to not get in anyone's way--or become too noticeable, but that was now unavoidable. Looking the man over briefly, it appeared he must've approached her right after some kind of vigorous training. Her eyes narrowed, wondering if she didn't spot a number of fresh wounds on him.
"Pardon me," she said politely. Removing the invitation from her satchel, Lex offered it for the man to inspect. It was a plain little envelope, with the name of the individual neatly written on the front. "I have a letter for someone here."