"Yes, I need somewhere to stay. Normally, I just force my way into an inn room or just sleep on the street, but I don't think you would like that." Fenrir said, not quite knowing when to keep his mouth shout around what he presumed was his new employer. "And wait, how did you know? Are you one of those fancy mind-readers? I would prefer you stay out of my head."

Just stood up and paced for a short while he waited for an answer and how crazy this short time of his live has been. Escaping from the Cimmerians? During his youth he would of thought it to be impossible, but here he is.