Urik raised his eyebrows at her statements, that she did indeed know about the legend. 

[color=8882be]"My reasons are my own. But alright, I'll play along."[/color]

With that statement, he twirls his knife around his fingers before sliding it back into its scabbard, the steel blade scraping along the leather sheath before ending in a "click". Hoping he seemed less threatening, he levels his gaze at the girl again. 

[color=8882be]"Now why don't you tell me what you know about the 'legend'?"[/color] He said, eager to learn any details he could.