Jurai looked up as someone approached him. He had heard her coming, but was still rather surprised that anyone was speaking to him at all. Most humans were frightened of him, and honestly he couldn't blame them. He was over six and a half feet tall and was built like a tank. to say he was intimidating was quite an understatement. "My home is gone. That place," he gestured in the vague direction of the Heart of Sin, "is no longer the Beastlands I once knew. It is not a place fit for any creature of our world." he said with a sigh.<br/><br/>He then turned to face the woman. She was surprisingly scantily clad, and something about her seemed... off. She looked mostly human, but she certainly seemed like a foreigner, her attire and tattoos were certainly not customary in Zenith. "You say you know what it is to lose your home. I take it from the way you are dressed you are not from around here." he commented. To be honest, her current state of attire reminded Jurai a bit of how the female shaman initiates used to dress in the Beastlands, but she was clearly no orc. "Forgive me manners, I'm not accustomed to this place yet. My name is Jurai Katsurage. May I ask to whom I am speaking?" Jurai spoke carefully, still trying to place that nagging feeling he got from the gorgeous woman.