"Oh now, now, M'lady... I would suggest you keep your sword sheathed." Martel rolled his eyes. "Your precious Order does not hold a monopoly on offering their services to someone now does it?" He still kept his tone as polite as he could, but there was a little hint of annoyance in his voice. "I tend not hide what I am. Now, if you have something against me let's hear it, m'lady."