"Lyndon the...?" The monk pauses for a second, then turns to one of the others. "That's sounds like your kind of question, Sister Shepherd."
After a second or two, the somewhat short woman addressed looks up. "Hmm? What was that?" "This man is looking for a Lynden the Green." replies the other. "Any thoughts?"
She turns to Cloverleaf, and he sees she's a rather tall middle-aged hobbit instead of a short human. "Why don't you come in, then. This may take a bit of time."