The Grand Master noticed a confused fellow among the crowd of Spaniards peacefully traveling about. He stuck out quite a lot. Lighter tone of skin, brown hair, blue eyes. He was very unlike the dark haired, tan skinned people of Spain. Normally Lord Lucien wouldn't bother disturbing a random traveler, but, this one had intrigued him quite a bit. He decided to take on the role of supporter, and decided he would guide him through the City... Understanding the City in more depth along the way for himself. He teleported a few feet behind the young man, and then walked calmly towards him, he walked with his cane, as if he was handicap. No one would be able to see through such a deception, he was afterall a master at it. "Why hello there Traveler. You seem lost." Lord Lucien pointed out in his shriveled tone with a deeper voice, and a lighter englishman accent. He waited for the confused somebody to respond.