"I'm an assassin, I take jobs. But i choose who i kill, No one is my master," He spoke, much like he did the first time he appeared in the tavern. He was cold, and direct. " And it felt wrong. There was no reason for these people to have marks on there head, which meant something much deeper was going on." He spoke as he began to eat. per usual, he started with his potatoes, before dicing his veil and throwing it in the salad, and then tearing half his bread and eating it, before moving on to the salad, and eating it with  with ease. The bucks he hunted down were delicious. "Thanks Grillby" He said with a nod, almost as soon as his drink got sat in front of him. Dragon's fire whiskey.<br/><br/>"Knights keep away from everyone, mystery is best, But we protect those, who can not protect themselves, first and foremost." He nodded, finishing his salad, before taking a drink, and working on the second half of his bread. " Any more questions, Rook?"