β Is it always this strange around here ? β ( Oscar )
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There was something....familiar....about the stranger and the longer the thought stays in Oscar's mind the more his proverbial hackles begin to rise. And, as if on cue, the deep scar present on the left side of the redhead's stomach begins to burn...but only a little.
".....The strange one here is you, boy." He wasn't about to draw his blade on them in the middle of one of the more populated areas of the Holy Land; because even now Oscar can see that he's they're drawing some attention, but THE GUARDIAN'S HAND IS STILL RESTING FIRMLY UPON THE HILT, his pride demanded that much at the very least. Now he catches a glimpse of people stopping to stare just behind the stranger; some people Oscar recognized and some he didn't and even if he was wrong---he wasn't, he wasn't, he wasn't, THAT ENERGY WAS UNMISTAKABLE!---it wouldn't do to cause an actual legitimate scene and so the guardian relinquishes through almost gritted teeth. ".....Come with me. It's too crowded here."
He was prepared to forcibly drag him if needed precaution be damned, but he can hear the youth...? moving behind him as instructed and Oscar makes short work of leading them through the town square and towards the gate that served as one of the main exits further along down the path before stopping. He refused to take another step closer towards the Sanctuary before figuring out what was going on and, most importantly, who this person was. Solitaire. Solitaire. Solitaire. It had to be---
"I want you to explain how you came to this place. WHAT MAGIC BROUGHT YOU HERE?" Now largely free from prying eyes and potential panicked reactions Oscar's tenor is sharp; with gaze and sword to match should they try anything whatsoever, with their slim saving grace being that they looked rather young, perhaps even younger than Marcel. "This land is protected and it's rare for us to have.....uninvited visitors....so you need to be completely honest with me."
