The city was teeming with people, the streets vibrant and full of life. It was a common place for merchants and adventurers alike, and that was the reason behind such vivid scenery. Damian walked down the streets, seeing the shops and hearing the whispers of conversation down the alleys.
A city like that was secure. It had to be. A group of guards approached Damian as he was walking through the city. Four guards in total, all wearing shiny armor. It didn't feel like a good thing.
'Why are they coming at me?' Thought Damian.
One of the guards looked at him and said, "Excuse me, you are new around here, right?"
He was new in town, but that was the same for many other people there, and the guards didn't go ask them the same question. They wanted something from Damian. They were looking for trouble.
"Yes, indeed. What give it away?" Damian said with a smile, trying to act friendly with the guards.