<b>"Friend of yours?"</b>Jack said as he glanced to the curvaceous half-elf, then down at the small halfling standing closer to him. He wasn't about to turn a seemingly peaceful encounter into another brawl, but at the same time, he wasn't about to just disarm himself. Well, that was until the beautiful cleric introduced himself, in that second he sheathed his sword and bowed slightly.<b>"Ah Sister, I apologize for the show of aggression. Did not expect friends to come. Names Jack, by the way. This is Lea and that is.... I don't actually know..."</b>he said, motioning first to himself, then the halfling and finally the beautiful half-elf to the side.<br/><br/>Jack wasn't overly religious, but he respected faith and respected those who were willing to put their faith above themselves. And the Paladins of Pelenor were, in his mind, some of the better Warrior priests out there, less fanatic and more understanding, at least from his experience. And while she had not introduced herself as such, the markings on her armor and the way she seemed to carry herself with the sort of confidence only strong beliefs in something greater would give, well, Jack respected that.<br/><br/><b>"So, what brings such respected company to this run down and burned out wreck that was a house once?"</b>Jack asked, not expecting someone of such a lofty station amongst his kind.