Farragut snorts, even as his quicksilver furls about him... but rather than use the extra speed he has summoned, he delays, "Once I was a Rover... a thankless job to be sure. Glory was to be mine, or so the lie went, but I protected, I rescued, and many times those I rescued did not even remember it after the mists of return took them. I was treated as some underling by those who should have heeded by expertise. When they stumbled and I had not stopped them, they blamed me. Being a Knight of the Way proved to be a lie, a vexation of fools and glory that was naught but echo at best. SO I began to ask favors in return... reasonable ones I thought. It was gratifying. Rovers are allowed to charge for their services after all within reason. AH, but who decides what is reason ? Not I, apparently. Comely lasses did come my way, and I thought, who deserves their favors better than I? A kiss... it started with a kiss, but my passions became flamed and I did, at one time, so enamoured of a certain lass that to save her I asked far more than that. ONCE, just once, did I do this. But that was enough to have a blight faced Brother, a fellow Rover, betray me to the others and have me cast out ... my name shamed and word spread that I was no knight of the way, no Rover, but a lusty wretch. ONE time, did I truly slip, and that bastard still turned me in rather than turn the other way. FOr a time, I was shunned by most trolls, and especially any rover. I was denied haven at some Fiona holds! FIONA? Can you believe it, and ALL troll lodges. NEvermind how many I HAD Saved...nevermind the RISK to MY life" EYes dark at the memory "Am I not a man as well as a troll? SO I dedicated myself to a new cause... let those on the Silver Beware of me, TRULY Beware. Now I took coin to cast people OFF the trods. A way to get rid of enemies of powerful rich and none to ethical. It is a job I enjoy. But I will not tell you of my Current employer. This is ... not personal, but I will enjoy it. You will be lost, but I will make a fortune"