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The foreign man in front of Reinhardt did not seem too troubled by the fact that he was blind. Even though he was stumbling through the crows, bumping into people and excusing himself just a few moments ago, he seemed perfectly fine as he was able to stop in front of Reinhardt and able to look up at him, which means that he must´ve known how big Reinhardt was. This already raised some red flags in his mind, but he still decided to stay without and prejudice. He was no racist whatsoever, foreign people were of no concern for him. As of now, Reinhardt was glad that this man was able to speak his language, even if a little bit oddly.
Once the man started talking though, he seemed to speak rather weirdly, the grammatical structures of his sentence made no sense. But still the huge guard was able to understand what this man was trying to say, despite of his uncommon way of talking. The big guy patiently let Hendrick finish his sentences, even watched him picking up a coin and whatnot. For Reinhardt he definetly seemed like he was either not blind or just a strong person. After he finished talking, Reinhardt drew the conclusion that the foreigner was certainly blind, but somehow able to see at least something. Or maybe feel its presence? During the war he has met those kind of people, who are more than they seem. And during that time Reinhardt also learned to differ between strong people and weak ones, which is why he was able to notice that Hendrick, while unsure whether he was good or evil, was no simple commoner passing through the streets.
"A man without a destionation" is what he called himself, however that was not an answer Reinhardt thought was satisfactory to him.
"You call yourself a man without a destination. But there has to be some reason for your presence here. You see, I am what we call a Royal Guard. My job is partially to protect this town from any harm or danger. And to answer your question, all I see is an unknown person speaking in puzzles who has a surprisingly strong aura accompanying him. So I will ask you again, a little bit clearer this time. What are your intentions? I wouldn´t want to dive into any unnecessary complications because of any wrong idea I have in my mind. If you have peaceful desires, I´d love to continue our chatter while I keep an eye out on this district."
The old man kept talking in a rather cheerful and friendly tone, not showing any evil intentions yet. The only thing one would notice is the concern that Hendrick might be of malicious intentions.
After thinking for a second, before Hendrick got to reply, Reinhardt scratched the back of his head with one hand.
"You know, after reconsideration, that did seem a bit rude from my side. I have not even introduced myself. My name is Reinhardt van Adler, Royal Guard, sent to protect this city."
With a wide smile he stood in front of Hendrick, testing his intentions, as he reached out his other hand in front of him, ready to shake Hendrick´s if he wished to. Reinhardt realized it would be stupid to try to shake a blind person´s hand, however he already noticed that the monk was able to see somehow at least some things, which is why he assumed that this wouldn´t be a big problem for him. Of course, if he was wrong it would be quite emberassing.

@6slyboy6

@6slyboy6

Answering to your post is gonna be something too xD
I can´t promise that I can keep up that length since there is only a limit to what I can do without doing too much without any reaction from your side after all.
@6slyboy6

Now, the assignment for this day was over. It was by then, that Reinhardt started his journey to the market.
The past days were very chaotic and quite frankly, Reinhardt was sick of hearing these news. When the fight at the market happened
he was nowhere nearby as he was off duty that day and did not visit the market at all. Obviously he deeply regrets that decision, because otherwise he might have been able to help. Hell, he would definetly have been able to help. Today seems like it would become better though, despite the fact that the day started quite roughly for the old man. He stood up quite early in the morning, as he always does. Quickly picking up and putting on his uniform as a Royal Guard was almost routine by now, although his membership of the guards wasn´t too long yet. When Reinhardt looked into the mirror, he could only see himself as a confident, muscular man. Quite intimidating to anyone who was no good fighter. He really grew to like his new uniform. The white coat with its rather large collar did look quite impressive after all. It showed his status, though that was nothing of his concern.
Once he reached the headquarters for his briefing, he had heard stories of an attempted robbery and the fight at the market. Those news really upset Reinhardt, he was not able to do a thing. However his mood lightened up slightly after hearing today´s mission: Looking over the market to make sure nothing else happens there. This would normally not be a duty for someone like Reinhardt, but today they would rather send a stronger guard to take care of the situation. A simple,
"Yes, Sir!", was Reinhardt´s reply to the mission. Without any hesitation, he made himself on his way.

When he would finally reach the market, it was already quite packed with people. Despite the incident yesterday, there doesn´t seem to be too much concern within the public eye. However, saying that everything was normal would be a lie.
The huge old man simply walked down the streets, his giant hammer always on his back. There were days where he would not take it with him, but this day he felt he needed this extra bit of weaponry he had to offer.
Some attention was drawn to him, due to his figure and uniform but it was clear that he was no threat to anyone who had no bad intentions.
It really took him a while, but finally Reinhardt spotted someone who seemed odd. Reinhardt did not want to prejudice anyone, but there was a man whose uncommon outfit made him somewhat suspicious. On top of that, with all the experience Reinhardt had, he could feel that this person was not a commoner. He was a strong fighter. This hooded man wore robes and had a staff on his back. On top of that, he was blindfolded with what seemed to be some sort of bandages. Despite this, Reinhardt wanted to judge for himself whether he had hostile intentions or not. Which is why, the big guy just walked right in front of the monk-like figure to cut off his path.
"Greetings, friend. You don´t seem to be from here? Would you mind to share your reason for being here in our wonderful capital?"
Reinhardt spoke in a friendly yet stern tone, looking down upon him because of his size. Yet, he had quite the friendly smile on his face and his one still functioning eye was focused on the mysterious man.




@Lucius Cypher

Alright, thank you~
The spacing will definetly be better next time. I prewrote it somewhere else but, I´ll make it better next time.



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