As you were walking through the snowy fields of Bastorias, you ended up walking past a fort. As soon as you did, some werewolf-looking guy rushed out of it and headed towards you. As soon as he got close, he started to sniff you intensely, his red eyes narrowing as he did. He seemed to be trying to figure out something about you. After a while, he seemed satisfied and backed off.

"You don't seem to be one of those Zenoiran scum... that's good."

He says in a flat tone as if stating a fact. He then looks off to the side for a moment as he thinks about something before he speaks again in a stern tone with a bit of a growl, though it's not exactly hostile.

"Anyways, the name's Govil, and you're still sticking your nose where it doesn't belong. Who knows what kind of beast might jump out and attack you."