The man stared at Gabriel and then let out a warm laugh. "Very well." He leaned close. "Thing is, I wanted to downplay things." He spoke seriously. "I was at both of those two men's service, but not as a grunt or group leader. I was a lieutenant to the first, and then a mentor to the second. I learned, I watched, and realized I lack that 'it' that the tough guys need. Someone they know can gut them from asshole to the hole they call mouth but wouldn't dare to kiss their mother with." He snorted. "I was high up, aware, making decisions, planning raids. I also abandoned my men, rode off to safety, left them to die. Later I sold the location of the hidden camp to the knights as a mere wanderer. Took the money. Put up a business, teaching fencing." He shrugged, unrepenting. "I met a woman that badmouthed me. Yelled at me and didn't hesitate to dump my ale on my lap when I slapped her ass. She was fiery, and we both hated one another." He smiled fondly for a moment. "Strong hate can also turn to strong lust. I stopped a prick trying to molest her when the place had closed, I guess she was used to me passing out in the corner but hadn't seen a guy hiding at the staircase." Shrugging, he looked at Gabriel.<br/><br/>"I showed that guy some 'street justice' and next thing I know, I'm fumbling off a wench's corset and then grunting and moaning." Laughing, he shook his head. "Ehh well, all is good and fine, but then later I learned I got a daughter." He looked at Gabriel. "She's a good kid. Young, a<em>kid.</em>" He hesitated. "Even as we robbed, I drew a line. No harm done to children. We may take hostages and such, but we dont harm kids. Even runaways." He looked at Gabriel quietly. "I may not be good but I drew the line there. Then I learned some creepy mask fellow was bothering the wench. Not like we're married but I pay for her and the child." He looked at Gabriel.<br/><br/>"Now, I lived with some of the most bastardly people for a few years in my early life. I learned just how twisted they can become." Finally, he leaned closer.<br/><br/>"And I know for certain that at least some of those men now march in the band lead by your bastard. Heck, a pair of them at the old town quarter were stirring up trouble. You want something good? I got location of the two guys spying on you in town. Of course, telling you means I might get the funds to pay for the damn wench to just BUY a tavern elsewhere and raise the girl proper away from here. So two thousand gold, I give you two names, addresses, and I wait here when you kill them and check it. They lose their intelligence. Heck, they lose their<em>plan</em>to be in here to open the town gates to the invading rebel army and let them ride into town while you are all pissing yourself in fear!" The man shouted at Gabriel's face angrily now.<br/><br/>"But for all I got done in the past, I drew a line. These bastards, I heard the news, and worse, I heard what was not being said. No survivors. Not even kiddies. These guys dont take prisoners, hostages, even slaves. They aren't invading. They're purging." He shuddered. "Like a religious zealot, they ride like some nutjobs. Like only those that believe the same are even<em>deserving</em>to live."