Lyanna waited until all the party had said their peace, not truly having time to respond; her eyes instead focused on their bodies as best they could keep up with them all. Lifting her sword upwards so the point turned towards herself, pushing it smoothly back into its black leather bound sheath; grasping the sides of her helmet and lifting it off her head tucking it beneath her right arm. The left hand resting open palmed on the pommel of her sword, walking closer to the group with long strides. Her eyes a light brown flecked with hazel, dulled though it seemed with a fairly long appearing gaze; a long horizontal scar crossing her left cheek extending to her missing ear which would only be spotted under ruffled unkempt black hair by those with keen sight. "If I meant to harm you I'd never have come out, what brings you to this damnable region?"