"They were fucking well right. But isn't that always the way when some rich bitch with a bit of power wants to get some payback? The ordinary man suffers. Of course it goes the same for rich, powerful bastards too." He gave her a smile in return, mostly he was just venting. "I'm well aware of the irony of it, but if I had had the choice of never meeting her and dying a natural death, or going through all this and then meeting her, as much as it would hurt not to have known each other, she would have wanted me to die happy in my vinyards surrounded by my grandchildren."

He nodded, scratching at his stubble. "Makes sense. I know in modern Welsh, that means something along the lines of Snake Cursed." He didn't mention the hide he had found with symbols painted on that he had retrieved from his trip back in time. It was tempting to accept her offer on the spot, anything would be helpful, but he still wasn't all that trusting. So he went cautiously. "Who?"

OOC: sorry for the delay, been in a funky mood with rp.