Another knock on the door signaled the arrival of even more guards and from the uncomforting voices they seemed to be very wary of something. They opened the door and a man stood between them with a sword on his leather belt and it was clear he was not from around here. His stance was clear, this was not a man who was not an experienced killer and his look in his eyes showed a cold and shallow emptiness in them. "Excuse me my lords....this is....this man just saved a inn alone...he killed three people and intimidated one so bad he gave up. Those were members of mercenary band nearby that went rogue. He killed them like they were children and only that scratch on his arm to show for it." the man chuckled and grinned without teeth. [B]"I hope that doesn't end in my execution. I know how you lords love to kill people for killing others."[/b] Carn said with a cold plainness. [B]"In Regna Ferox I learned that there are two kinds of people. People who can and can't fight. I happened to get this scratch fighting for the former and I don't regret it. My given name is Carn and where I come from doesn't matter to high borns like you."[/B] Carn continued with scorn as he looked over the two of them, [b]"My reason for being in this city is I'm looking for a employer. My former chief was killed after he went down the wrong hole so to speak. I'll leave the city if you prefer me doing so. I only stopped here for supplies anyways.[/b] Carn said as the guards next to him didn't say anything either do to the aura he gave off or the fact he could kill three guys single handedly with only an iron sword kept them from doing so.