As the 'might be' heroes gather at the well, they are joined by yet another. Clad in a long dark blue tunic of fine cloth and sky blue breeches that fit loosely but were tied at the ankles to keep from flapping, the stranger's face was at first covered by the hood of a grey-blue cloak draped around her shoulders and standing out behind her slightly in the persistent breeze. Her belt had several pouches, and a small dagger. Between the lack of weapons and the good quality garb, it was possible this was some minor woman of breeding...
But a closer look revealed that her features were strange. Her skin a bit dark but with an unusual yellowish tint. Her eyes seemed a little narrow or squinty. Despite this, or even because of it, this newcomer carried herself with a sense of dignity, delicacy, and grace that made her exotic appearance seem mysterious and alluring rather than frightening or offputting.
She walked so smoothly that if one couldn't see her legs moving, it'd look like she was floating just about. As she arrives at the well, she doesn't seem to know what to do with her hands. First she clasps them together, then she seems about to offer it for a shake. Finally she just gives a slightly awkward wave.
"Hello," the woman says with a trace of some kind of accent that's not immediately recognizable. "You're here because of the sign?"