It's a couple of nuns, and they're armed

Xana goes to open the door, and lets out a small noise of surprise as she does so. “Ah!” she exclaims, stepping out of the way of the door, her eyes wide, “w-what does my humble abode have that causes the attention of the holy church to fall upon it?”

Her sidestep gives you the opportunity to see who’s arrived. To your surprise, it’s a pair of particularly scowly nuns. One of them is clearly an orcess, as evidenced by her stature and green skin, while the other seems to be a human.

That’s not what gets your attention though. What your eyes focus on is the fact that both of the nuns are carrying very pointy-looking weapons, an axe and a halberd respectively. You instinctively reach for your sword, swearing under your breath when you find it’s not at your belt.

“It’s nothing, Mrs. Breezewalker” the Orcess states gruffly, “we have just come to speak to your guest, that’s all. The Abbess wishes to speak with him.”

Xana’s eye twitches at the mention of this abbess, but an easy smile remains on her face. “Of course, it would be an honor to present my guest to the abbess. Pray tell, why has she decided upon this honor at such a late hour.”

The human nun speaks up, her high-pitched and girly voice not matching her fearsome weapon; “Spare us the niceties Breezewalker, we’ve come to make sure that this guest isn’t violating the will of the council.”

Xana’s eyes flash with anger. “If the Abbess is so suspicious of our dear guest, then perhaps she should come fetch him herself!” she declares, standing up straight as she glares at the nun. “In the meantime, my house is no place for interlopers.”

Now it is the human nun’s turn to grow angry. She quite visibly points her halberd in Xana’s direction, her eyes fiery. “Do not insult the church, Breezewalker” she declares, her voice threatening. Xana scoffs, and you see the nun move her halberd forward. You stride forward, ready to grab her from behind.

“ENOUGH!” roars the orcess, stunning the room still. “Is this a battlefield or a house!” she declares, clearly furious. She quickly grabs the shaft of her fellow nun’s halberd, pointing it towards the ground. “Helga, do not wave weapons at civilians” she snaps angrily, causing the other nun to stare at the ground in shame.

“Sorry, Sister” she mumbles, fiddling with her glove. The orcess just sighs, turning to face you with an exhausted expression on her face.

“Now that we’ve gotten the unpleasantries out of the way, Sir Alfred, I do still have a request to ask you” she says respectfully, though she keeps a firm grip on her axe, “I humbly ask that you may follow us to our convent, so the Abbess may question you on some matters.”

You’re not feeling too thrilled about that. You just met these people a few seconds ago, and they’ve already pulled weapons on your friend, uh, lover…whatever Xana is categorized as. You don’t feel much like doing what they say.

Seeing your apprehension, the orcess lets a friendly smile fall on her face. “It’s nothing serious” she says, letting her axe drop to the ground. “We just need to make sure you aren’t evil or anything, it will take only a few minutes, I swear.”