Epsil was about to reach for his weapon, though at this range it would be useless. He instead snatched up his knife, pointing it at the stranger as he entered the tent. The man remained silent, keeping his gaze on the stranger. "Pull off your hood so I can see who you are," he muttered threateningly. He jumped when Magdalena screamed, though immediately regained his focus, hovering protectively over her. He reached back and sat a hand on her shoulder. "Calm, m'lady. Rest."<br/>He relaxed slightly as the man set his weapons down, though he still kept the knife ready. If he was a magic user, there was still the possibility of attack.