in another timeline - scarian.

The scare

Grian had gained a warm welcome from all the hermits, exept one. It was the first man he had met the night he wasn't a watcher. Whilst in the group he didn't seem too aggressive but the way he looked at him was anything but friendly. The man introduced himself as Scar when the group had decided to inform the newcomer who everyone was.

Currently, Grian was in his starter base his breathing shallow and shaking slightly a small cut at his throat. Above him stood scar his eyes sharp and a diamond sword held tightly against the avian neck. No words had been exchanged for what felt like centuries until Scar finally decided on what he wanted to do with the man. He pressed the sword slightly lighter enough for Grians breathing to go reasonably normal. "I've got questions, you better answer them or your head is coming clean off." Grian himself didn't get why he felt fear from the threat, he was a watcher. He was immortal. But the idea of having to die once again wasn't pleasent. The pressure of the sword became rougher nicking his skin once more. Grian hissed slightly and answered Scar. "I.. I will.." with that the sword moved to be just loosely held in front of the avians throat. "Right, why are you here. There's no way I saw you lurking around the forest just for you to join the exact community I'm apart of."

Grian couldn't find what to say, he felt as though he was appearing stalker ish due to the occurrences that had happened. The only response the avian could reply with was in galactic which caused scar to completely drop the sword and back slightly off the smaller man. "youre... You're not what you sya you are.." he muttered before sprinting out.

Involuntarily grian touched his throat, it stung slightly but wasn't a deadly wound. The bird decided it was better to leave his house incase the Scared man were to return with reinforcement. So with that idea he spread his wings and shot upwards. Landing on a stunning building one of the 'hermits' had made and looked around, he spotted a girl leaving her house, he felt as though something was off about her and it hit him. Wasn't she a watcher?.

Grian flew down, a bit more messily then he liked but landed infrount of the girl. She jumped a little but soon her body relaxed, grian remembers her introducing herself as Pearl. The avian smiles at her, less comforting then he would've liked, "youre pearl correct?" the girl chuckles and smiled "why yes newbie, ti's I. What can I do for you?" he made a mental note of how kind she appeared before speaking "not to be classed as insane but by any chance are you..." grian wasn't sure how exactly to say this incase he was wrong so he decided to just be blunt "are you a watcher?" he asks, as though it's a common question to ask someone whether or not their one of humans living threats. She took a step back before looking at grian up and down, she sighed "... Yes... I'm assuming you are aswell?" grian nodded in response. Quite a large bit of weight was removed off his shoulders knowing he wasn't the only watcher here.

"I could do with some help. That man I belive named Scar just came into my house and threatened me with a sword to answer his questions and now I think he knows I'm a watcher." he blurted out, Pearl didn't seem to mind. "I didn't know Scar could be so violent. If you'd like you could stay at mine until you feel more safe to go to your own Base?" she suggested, grian thought for a moment then smiled and nodded accepting her kind gift.