The figure turned towards the door and spoke in his native, mere gibberish to a creature like the one he stood before, he turned back towards his captive as the heavy wooden doors swung shut behind him extinguishing the light which had poured into the room. He took a moment before he started over towards her cell, each step he took clanked as his heavy plate armor rubbed against itself. Once reaching her cage, he squatted down the best he could in such heavy armor and slip an arm through the bars, his palm turned upwards as if beckoning the creature to him.<br/><br/>"So you speak?" He spoke with the thick and heavy accent of Sulese, a Cygnaran dialect, his voice vibrating past the ornate helm which all Paladins of his order wore.<br/><br/>He gave a sigh as he realized how tight the bonds were and quickly came to the conclusion she would not be able to make the distances. He would quickly rise, causing his armor to rattle, the sound echoing inside even this wooden room, which caused the guards to quickly open a viewing slit to see if there was trouble about. He turned towards the door shooting them a glance which quickly caused the guards to close the port.<br/><br/>"You do not need to fear me," he said as he rustled around trying to fetch the key to her cell. "I am not like the errant that, how shall we say.... Showed your 'sisters' the errors of their way." He had a little aha moment as he found the key.<br/><br/>He reached forward stuffing the key into the lock and paused for a moment, he raised his gaze towards his captive before raising the lantern and aimed it towards her face. The light was bright blinding her yet again her eyes most likely only just adjusting to the dark again, and although blinded again, she could hear the pop the lock and the low toned noise it made as it fell to the ground in a clash of metal on wood. He quickly entered the cage closing it behind him, though neglecting to re-lock it, figuring the chains would be enough to stop her from escaping.<br/><br/>Closing the distances between the two and showing no fear for her race, he would position himself at eye leave with her, though his visage was blocked by the helm he could clearly see her. Raising the lantern to illuminate her face he'd reached out with his gantlet covered hand and would try cupping her face turning it side to side inspecting her if the feisty witch would allow. After which he would stand towering over the Satyxis his figure all the more impressive by his ornate white and crimson splashed armor.<br/><br/>"You are alive because of my benevolence given to me by Menoth," He dipped his head in respect as he spoke his gods name quickly raising it to continue, "That and my willingness to learn of our enemies." An almost wicked grin spread across his face hidden beneath the golden face imprinted on his helm. "Your life is about to get a lot more interesting." The words would linger as a silence took over the room, Menoth only knew what the Paladin had planned for her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>