He blinked a little at the intrusion, turning his head in mild surprise. People were allowed to enter the courtyard, but it was rare that they came and -spoke- to him. Not that they weren't allowed to do that, he supposed, it was just... Odd.<br/><br/>The man himself was fairly young, but had clearly fought plenty. Several scars adorned his face and hands, including a particularly brutal one that really ought to have taken an eye but didn't. He would've been pretty once; the markings made him closer to rugged, but still not entirely handsome. He had long, white hair that blew in the wind and made him twice as imposing as his ceremonial, too-sparkly armour made him look. He was slender, but definitely strong enough to wear armour and bear a sword comfortably.<br/><br/>"Yes?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>