"You come to my manor, armed for the hunt," the ethereally beautiful Leanansidhe says, as he arrives. "Good."<br/><br/>She's wearing a scandalously revealing dress, tonight, and flirts heavily with him, throughout the meal, interspersing it with questions about his recent journey, to the point that it feels more like an interrogation, than a pleasant evening, even though she is nothing but courteous, the entire time. As the meal draws to a close, she smiles and says, "You have proven yourself quite adept at hunting trolls. Would you, perhaps, care to hunt a particularly noteworthy one?"