"Nevertheless", Cyrus continued, "I might just as well introduce myself. You already know that my name is Cyrus, and in fact I am not directly related to Lord Mortimer. I used to be a mercenary of theirs, but they brought me into the house through marriage for some odd reason I am not perfectly aware of. They spoke of Yurnero at the time, and what is a person going to do if they wouldn't follow their own protector? I'm not questioning their choice, I'm comfortable here. I keep an eye out for the guard and servants, kind of being the lord of the house to the people that are not actually a part of the house. Of course lord Mortimer still holds the absolute power but I am a close third on the scales of power here. Now that I've introduced myself, I would like to hear something about you two. Why don't you go first... Harol." He clearly had not decided who to ask to speak first, which was evident from the pause he kept, but he settled for Harol quickly enough to let the conversation flow normally.

"Well as you know, house Clasz and house Arkdal go way back", Harol started, "and given our long-standing friendship and the fact it was house Clasz that encouraged us to speak our minds in the first place, it was only logical that I looked for shelter here. I am still in training of my family's arts, but at the very least I can hold my own in combat as long as collateral damage is not a problem. Some days I hope I could know something simple to defend myself with but... It just won't happen I guess." Harol took a quick look at Freya at this point. He sort of knew she was not comfortable with speaking to people, so he chose to include some of her story in as well to save her the trouble. Harol hoped this would not offend her, and continued: "I can thank Freya for us getting this far though. She is much better at fighting single targets and that led to the victory at the ambush around the bridge. I would like to see her wound to be tended though. Wouldn't want it to remain as painful as it must be."

"Mm-hmm", Cyrus replied to Harol's stream of words. "I will ask the servants to get something done as soon as they have finished treating lord Mortimer's eyes." The Cyrus turned to Freya: "Is there anything else you would like to share?" and right after asking that spoke to both of them: "Or did you have questions for me perhaps?"