"Thank you for your presence once more, Owyn. I hope you forgive that this next round of questions might be more personal than the last. We would like to know more about you as an individual, since it's been a long time since an outsider has come to our city."
"Not much to say about me, really," Owyn shrugged.
"We'll be the judge of that," a female voice said, her voice smoky and serious. Owyn looked her way to find a shadow that had a strange glint to some protrusion... like a horn of pure amethyst.
Then the questions began. How did he feel about the outside world? What was life like in the Titan Hunters? Did he have a spouse? What sort of education did he receive? On and on, until the nature of the questions grew far more esoteric.
"What is your understanding of magic?" the male voice from the horned figure asked.
