"Very well, know that your axe has been secured properly and that you will never receive it back. Besides that, I am quite certain that you committed at least some misdeeds with it, after all, to what else can such a foul artifact drive one?, but I am not going to judge on what you might have done. To be honest, I would be inclined to let you just go, but in this regard my hands are tied, I need to ascertain that no more villainy is on your mind.<br/><br/>Which is why I have a proposal for you. Tomorrow, an expedition of sorts is going to set out from the temple, we will make our way to Pikewall, though on the way we are also going to restock a Hellguard outpost. It is there that I am going to conduct some research of sorts for your origins and by such judge you, not for your evil, but only for your goodness."<br/><br/>Sergeant Belatia gripped her sword tightly, wanting to utter protest, but choosing not to, unwilling to undermine Morr's authority before Urist.<br/><br/>"Do you accept? If you do not, we will be forced to imprison you here right now and put you under psychological treatment to ascertain any corruption the artifact may have done onto you." Morr asked the man calling himself Urist.