A Road Taken

Soren traveled for days eating what he could steal or kill. On the third day, as Soren was traveling along the road, a wealthy looking carriage came upon him and stopped. Knowing his station and not wanting unwanted to cause any problems, stopped and stood at attention for the carriage. The driver was dressed in fine leathers with a sword at his side and looked at Soren with disinterest. The door to the carriage opened up and an armored knight of towering stature exited followed by an older, beautiful lady. Soren immediately knew these people were of high nobility and bowed deeply. The lady laughed and told Soren to stand up straight. Soren corrected his position which, in his haste, revealed the scar on his neck from his beheading. The lady looked at the mark intensely before Soren pulled up clothes to cover the mark.
"What are the odds we would run into one so 'fresh' on the way home, Sir Reinard?" spoke the lady with a hint of amusement.
"Quite low, Lady Eta. From his looks and reactions, I would say he came into his awakening with the last fortnight, no week." ,said the towering metal figure who the lady called Sir Reinard.
"Notice the swords that he carries, I wonder if one of those his is totem? Or perhaps the tool used to kill him?" ,the lady mused with a knowing smile.
Soren, confused and then frightened at the last remark, blurted out, "That man killed me with my own blade! I took this as compensation!"
Soren began to pull at the steel blade but found himself quickly on his knees with an iron grip on his neck. In a flash, the knight had rounded him and brought Soren down with his swords pulled from his back.
"Was that necessary Reinard? He would not have swung it?"
"Even if he isn't trained, a sword is still a dangerous tool, even if it is an inconvenience to us my lady."
"Still, release your grip on his neck please."
The iron vice grip on Soren's neck release slowly. The knight grabbed the two swords he kicked away and began inspecting them.
"My name is Lady Eta, this is Sir Reinard of the Iron Cloth, and that is our chauffeur, Geoffrey the 3rd. What is your name stranger?"
"My name is Soren or at least it was before..."
"Before you were killed and left for dead?"
The knight handed the swords back to Soren as he came to the front of the carriage again. Lady Eta held out a hand to Soren as she said, "You are a newborn lost in a changed world. I offer this to you. Come with me and I can answer your questions, help you acclimate to your new position, and introduce you to more like us."
Soren looked her in the eyes for the first time and asked, "What are we?"
Lady Eta smiled and said, "My dear, we are Immortal."