Roselyn's POV
Father Mortigan, who is now an old and wise man, treated the stranger. From his appearance, ragged clothing and cover with filth, he looks like a beggar. It isn't until the next day when he regains consciousness are we able to find out who he is. He is young with a strong face and body. His hair is fair and cropped short, not at all bad looking of a man.
"Good, you're awake," I say to the man with a friendly smile.
Normally I would treat any stranger as hostile until I found the truth about them out. Considering a pack of undead wolves were chasing him, it is safe to assume he is on our side. I still keep my guard up, just in case it is all a ploy.
"Thank you for saving me," the man says groggily.
"Only doing my job," I says, brushing off the thanks. I got that a lot and
