He snorted at the suggestion. "Need money to do that - armor, weapon, supplies... no one wants a former slave," he said. "Especially not one that doesn't know letters."<br/><br/>He glanced down at her, considering for a moment, before answering her last question. "Kurdor. Means 'Broken Earth'," he said, finally, returning to his drink. He definitely wasn't the talkative type.