"I guess you don't like to use manners. Disgusting. Why would I lie about that? Your ORDER isn't the nicest bunch sometimes. They saw my scar and attacked me. That's precisely what happened. I always run though. I never do want a bounty on my head for something I didn't do." He was not in the mood for this moronic deliberation with him, and his headache was getting worse. Morgan sighed. He didn't want it to come to this."I don't know. If I was informed, I would tell you. Honest." He said, his accent flowing thickly through his tone. There was much that Morgan didn't know, much that was gone from his memory. "I woke up one day with this blade next to me. So, of course i'm going to use it. Who am I to turn down a free sword?" He said, shrugging. This wasn't going to go well, and when he finally found someone that was kind enough to even speak to him, that damnable demon inside of himself had to ruin it.

"Listen, if your going to kill me, just do it now. I do not have any qualms pertaining to death."