Acknowledging the armored monk's presence with a side-glance, Morr inspected the creature closer, with its grand-sized wings, steel-sharp beak and powerful mammalian hind-legs, it seemed to be more fantastical than immaterial in nature, whereby this appearance could certainly just bear the hope of inciting some sort of deceit. Its words were also quite different from what one could and, in Morr's case, had experienced, the tone clear of both the bloodlust and deception so inherent in the fiends.<br/><br/>Though the words demanded for him to question, he knew that such could lead just to further manipulation. Beholding the small pouch fastened to his wing, it could be believed, if one was willing to do so, that this creature had braved the chance of quite certain death to deliver an item, this out of pure wish to serve a purpose...<br/><br/>A delicate, unique situation to him "Faith and purpose can both vary in nature, I would ask what such would be of yours." motioning for the guards that arrived with halberds and pikes to assume positions in the first line he continued "What is the item that you were willing to sacrifice yourself to transport here?"