He paused.
Turned towards a spot at the treeline, he could sense people staring at him. He peered through the leaves, and focused on someone... Familiar.

[color=ed1c24]"You, two... or three, hidden in the forest. Appear, or suffer consequences. Imperials choose not to hide like petty bandits."[/color]

He chuckled slightly.
Then turned towards the woman. 
[color=ed1c24]"-And you, speak to the bandits, be quick. We've much to discuss 'frail one'"[/color]

He sat on the ground, crossing his legs and leaned up against his massive blade, still protruding from the terrain. He was skeptical as to if the girl knew what she was getting herself into, but someone sent from higher up orders to speak to rebels seems likely, yet unlikely due to Krrstria being at war with the Empire, it was bloody and unforgiving. The Empire was crushing anyone and anything in it's path, but the rebels were almost if not just as skilled as many Imperial soldiers. He didn't question much, after all he was an assassin for the Empire. He was supposed to take order with no explanation at times, still to him this could go good, or bad.