[u]Scratching at the chin of his helmet, Bjorn ponders the question.[/u] "[i]Who am I... That is a very good question. I see myself as a traveler, venturing far and wide until I find the culmination of my journey. Now, "Who am I"... Such a fickle prin-[/i]" [u]Realizing that she meant who he actually was, Bjorn blushes a little under his helmet.[/u] "[i]I apologize, I thought you were asking a more philosophical question... I am Bjorn Einar, shield of the weak. Who might you be, little one?[/i]"