Barrow Fields lay your weapons down

Artaax was intent on leaving the moron woman behind, but paused when he heard her parting words. She called him a rude asshole, and suddenly he was once more intrigued. He turned partway to looked back at her, his eyes narrowed, but not in anger. He was intrigued.

"Why?" he asked, wanting to prod at this bit of personality he had unintentionally unearthed. He truly wasn't aware of what he'd done to paint himself as an asshole, being oblivious to the flaws in his social graces. He had just done her a massive favor by warning her of the Rusalka wolves, so what about that made him rude? These were not actually things he wondered though as he peered at her. Artaax just wanted to see more of the fire that had sparked.

Artaax would totally be into S&M as a human, I've just decided. And he would not be the dominant. Not sure how I feel about this.