Davia Hollow-Wood

You get thrown off the carriage and into the mud. You managed to spark some laughs from the gaurds around you but you never get to see it for yourself due to the whole group going silent as they remove the sack over your head. Davia takes a good look at you. Davia: I don't recognize the race of this one. Can you tell me your species or name of kin? She waits for you to answer as opens a book titled the L.P.R.