Being slapped on the ass wasn't something she liked, so she shot a sullen glare over her shoulder at the orc and began to walk faster. Inside the keep building, Megan swallowed, her eyes darting around. She kept her hands clasped together and her eyes at the troll's feet. "My name is Megan and I live alone."  She swallowes again, "I did until your troops caught me." Her voice was quiet. "What else do you want to know?"<br/><br/>She knew her hair was in snarls and dirt streaks crossed her hands and face, so she wasn;t looking her best at the moment. A fact that susited her nicely right now. Hopefully if they didn't like her that much, they would not spend that much time bedding her.