Meranda of House Reed was raised to fear strangers and the outside world. But one day she spotted a traveler in the mist playing his lute. Meranda, having never heard anything so beautiful, fell asleep to the music. She awoke alone and unharmed the next morning, with only the traveler's lute beside her. Meranda kept the instrument to remind her that the outside world is not a hostile place, but a place to explore.