He asks her if she had put him here and nods. â€œYes, I indeed did. But it was for your own safety. â€œ She replies. â€œNow drop your weapon as Iâ€™m not planning on hurting you.â€ Before she had ended her sentence he was already sheathing his sword and she seems relieved.  Morrighan wasnâ€™t planning on sheathing hers just yet though. She wasnâ€™t sure who the young man was or what he was doing around these parts of the land.<br/><br/>As the young man approaches her she raises his sword to point it at his heart. There is no sign in her eyes that say that sheâ€™d reconsider to kill him if heâ€™d get any closer to her. "So what are you going to do now? I would very much like to know what you are going to do with me." The man asks her. She wasnâ€™t sure what she was planning to do with him just yet. Morrighan watches how he takes off his hood and dark brown hair falls in front of his eyes. She was stunned for a moment and lowers her sword.<br/><br/>â€œWhatâ€™s your name?â€ She then asks after a while. She observes the man and takes a good look at his armor and hood. She didnâ€™t know if he was a wealthy man or a commoner. He didnâ€™t look poor. Otherwise he wouldnâ€™t be able to have all the stuff that he has. Except if he stole it of course.