Cowl's eyes watched the pebble skip along the water's surface, admiring the stone's struggle to stay afloat. He felt a lot like the stone at that moment, his travels having been lonely and uneasy. He had a companion at the very start, but he died to a bandit's arrow. 

His thoughts drifted away as the stranger moved alongside him. He didn't look at the person's face, but he did catch a lock of blonde hair in the corner of his eye. [b]"To Anvil in particular? It's just another stop in my travels. It is a beautiful town, though."[/b] He took a moment to look up at the stranger. His eyebrows rose slightly. The woman was not just another native, [b]"I'm looking for something... Or someone."[/b] The prince returned his gaze to the river. [b]"And what brings you here? I've never seen someone of your, um, genetic makeup."[/b]