Blueprint. She is not familiar with the term. "Blueprint is... akin to a design? Or a map, something of that sort?" She is no cartographer, either, though she would be hard pressed to find the person in Thedas who did not understand what a map was for. Herian hopes, at any rate, that for the sake of Thedas its people understand the mechanics of a map.

Herian muses on that, for a moment. She had not necessarily considered, but it seemed a reasonable enough conclusion to draw, when presented so. "I am taller than a good many from alienages. I presumed that such stemmed from being an elf-blooded human, rather than fully elven, but... by your reasoning, then, being taken from the alienage and fed better food was just as like a factor."

She cants her head slightly to the side, trying to remember just how tall the elven mages in the Spire had been, if she had been surprised when first she encountered those from outside the Spire after so many years removed from the alienage.