"Hmmm. I've known a lot of names in my time. I may have heard of them... but I'd have to consult Muninn." He looked contemplative. "So you've gotten yourself into a sticky situation, eh? I know how that is." (His mind stretched to why *he* was in the manor in the first place) His glance was dark as he looked at the marquis. "And I also know that it helps to have allies." He sipped his drink, a hand running over his tie-tack.