Drakmir looked at her as she spoke. She has no name. Girl was not going to be a good enough name so he decided to do the one thing that was required of his honor. At least in his mind anyways. "Well girl is not going to be very useful as a name. I think I'll call you something else. Something that will distinguish you from the other slavas. The drow will never let me name you in their tongue but thats fine. I have a elvish name in mind. Alanna. Your name will be Alanna. Means beautiful in elvish." He said as the minotuar relaxed before looking to the window. It was clear he had a lot on his mind.<br/><br/>"Tell me Alanna. What happened to your old house? I want to know everything you can remember. Do not leave a single detail out." He said asbhis eyes flashed to her and it was also clear he was going to learn as much as he could from her. It was not just about her he wanted to know about but what sort of peril, traps, and dangers lurked near their destination..wherever that was. He was not sure if he was making the right choice but at the very least he wanted to gain her loyalty. He motioned for her to come to him as he wanted to feel his slave up while they talked. A simple proof that she was not just his map but his woman too.