Cerdic did his best not to look at the woman in any suggestive way. It wasn't extremely hard at the moment. Not that she wasn't attractive, but contrary to popular belief, a good fight didn't get men in the mood. Quite the opposite. After killing and watching others die, you were intensely aware that everyone was just another pile of flesh. He was glad those feelings went away however. He'd have no fun in taverns otherwise. 

He grabbed Hilde by the upper arm and guided her as gently as he could (which was still a bit rough) to the closest door, opening it ever so slightly to see that it was nothing but a broom closet. "Thank Sigmar," he breathed, then pulled her in and closed the door behind them. He pressed his back against the door, then let out a sigh. "I don't know what is going on." he admitted. "But there is something here that doesn't meet the eye." 

He clenched his callused fists, then ran both of his hands through his thick brown hair as he considered what was next. "I met a woman. A sorceress I think. She's acting as if she knows me. I think she is here against her will to carry out Gilbrecht's orders for something. I don't know, but I'm going to find out. As of now, my first name is Reiner, and Cerdic is my middle name that I use in common conversation." 

He stepped forward, and put his hands on her slender shoulders. "Listen, Commander Egling is suspicious of me, and you as well. But when it comes to you, I think he doesn't wish to be suspicious. I think he wants you to be found unguilty of heresy for...intimate reasons, my guess is. Play along for now. It would be in our best interests for you to act the part of the damsel, so we can survive another night here. I'll meet you on the morrow and tell you what I've found out from the Sorceress Isolde." 

He looked at the door, and nearly left then and there, but continued. When he spoke his next words, he was referring to Isolde. He like most other Sigmarites were untrusting of mages. But he had little choice. "I'm not used to trusting someone I just met... but you're a hell of a fighter and I know a heretic when I see one. The Beastman tried to kill you just as they tried to kill me. As for the powder that goes to Nuln, we'll worry on that later. Good luck..." 

He gave her another look, then opened the door and peered out, before slipping away into the hall. 
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