[i]I have killed nearly as many, yet I am lauded as a hero, at least by my own people. War is funny that way.[/i] Rintor looks the man up and down. Rhen has inserted herself in between them and Rintor already senses ulterior motives at work. This new arrival makes Rintor feel both sympathy and an intense apprehension. He knows little of the man's story, being from as far afield as he is, but he knows the name. [i]There is a...darkness about you that is not of you,[/i] he thinks. Rintor's darkness is very much his own, willingly and constantly suppressed. surreptitiously, he lowers his hands from the grips of his daggers. 

To the man's question, he replies, "We have stepped through a portal to another world. Beyond that, you know as well as I do." 

Then, Esailia shouts and Rintor turns. "Do not take justice into your own hands, recruit!" She seems to keep charging. Rintor finds the threads again and prepares. "We will decide how to deal with him as a group!"