History Nerd in Another world.

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"Hey, Marcus, do you see that in the distance", I say as I point out.

"I can just barely see it. Is that a person? What fool would walk alone here in these hills? Can't be a messenger, we would be notified.", his hand resting on  his forehead, trying to block out the sun, "Can't be a spy, nor an enemy. Maybe a refugee?"

"Could be? But are refugee from where, the only close settlement to us is Torchwick, which is a week walk from here." I wonder, from where could this figure be coming from, and with what purpose?

As they get closer and closer we see that they have a walking staff, stick, it looks weird, weird shape. And they seem to be wounded since their right leg seems to have a bandage on it and also they way they limp. Marcus and me immediately head down to the main gate looking at each other with confusion. No words are being spoken but we know what we are thinking. What to do?

"Do we open the gate and let them in?" I say looking at Marcus waiting for his answer. 

"What if he is a spy, I mean, no civilian would be coming here." he says as he is stands there rubbing his chin.

"But they are wounded. We can't let them stay out there, and even if they are a spy, a wounded one is as good as useless.", I say grabbing the door handle and slowly opening it. 

We see the figure, maybe 100 yards limping towards out, wearing some kind of coat, almost like a uniform of some sort, but a weird one. And that weird 'stick' helping it walk, weird design, combination of wood and metal with a thick part at the top where the figure is holding it. 

"State your business!!", I yell out as the figure is probably about 30 yards away. It stops, and I can see it wobble. It doesn't say a word and soon enough we can see that it has difficulty with keeping itself standing. And before I could say another word it collapses, and both me and Marcus look at each other in confusion thinking what to do.

"Let's take it to Euriele, we will probably get a yelling from the commander", he says as he runs to the figure and picking it up and slinging it onto his back. I pick up the weird stick, it is surprisingly heavy with. I look at it, inspect it, it has a hole at the end point where it narrows. Why would anyone design a stick, or a staff like this. I am brought back out of my thought by Marcus yelling, "You coming or not!?". I walk back and close the door behind me. We head straight to the infirmary where Euriele is. 

We walk into the infirmary closing the door behind us. Not seeing Euriele anywhere we yell, "Euriele! We need to, we have a wounded one here!". As we say that we see her run out of the storage room looking kind of excited.

"Finally, some work for me, lay them down a bed", she says as she rolls up her sleeves and ties up her hair. 

I take off the backpack of the persons back so that Marcus can lay it down. As he lays the person down onto the bed Euriele asks, "Who is this, doesn't look like one of ours?"

"We don't know either, we saw it approaching us, didn't look like any of the soldiers we know but they seem wounded so we helped them. They collapsed right outside, didn't even get a name.", I say as Euriele look at me and and Marcus taking off his coat as it is rather warm in here.

"Strange, what would one be doing in these parts, especially alone? But first, help me take these clothes off", she says as she unbuttons the coat. We help her take all the clothes necessary and see that it is a boy, can't be older than 19. What could such a young boy be doing up in these areas?

"You can leave, thank you for the assistance.", she says as she starts taking off the bandage, " Better go back to your posts, if commander sees you you would be in a lot of trouble."

Marcus realizes that he is on guard duty he quickly puts his coat back on and runs out the infirmary and I follow suit not to go back to guard duty but to get some sleep. And maybe think about all of this.

Euriele POV.

As I remove the rather crude bandages of this boy that he probably put on himself, I think as to why would such a young boy be in these mountains. He can't be lost, nor a refugee, he was far too well equipped, with rather strange equipment and only a single knife. I look at the stitches, also crude, probably done out of desperation. The wound is a puncture, either a knife or a arrow but it isn't too deep so I just heal it with my magic. After I have healed the wound I put a blanket over the boy and just look at him with so many questions in mind, but they would have to wait until he is awake.

You look at the boys equipment laid on a table. You first pick up the stick he used to walk. Inspecting it, weird shape, made out of wood which isn't weird but it has metal also. A hole at the end of the thing part that seems to go deep into the stick and groves.

"Weird, why such a design? What purpose does it have, all I see is a weakness in the structure, why not fill it up?", I say as a inspect it more. I notice a metal piece sticking out with a ball like shape at the end. Could it be for extra support, maybe like a weird crutch, since it does get wide at the top. As you look slightly farther away from the metal rod is a engraved metal circle and that looks like it is made with that with some kind of purpose. I put my thumb on it and just decide to try to rotate it to the right and to my surprise it does rotate. But why? What does it do? Now I am even more fascinated, and inspect it with even more detail until I notice that the rod thing is not attached to the out metal but on the one inside the are in front of the circle. I grab the rod and pull it up and it moves and rotates standing in line with the length of the staff. But I can't push it forward so I push it back and it open a housing of some sort and I notice that the hole that began down at the bottom ended here. 

"Why would one design something like this?", I look at the unconscious boy, "You have so many questions to answer when you wake up." I put undo everything that I did on this staff and then put it back on the table. I look at the smaller thing he carries, it is probably designed also weirdly and maybe with the same purpose, but with what.

I look at this boy, a human, so young yet so mysterious. "What mysteries do you hold cutie? You may have just made this stay interesting," I get up and head upstairs to my room, noticing it had fallen dark I put on my night gown and get in bed excited for tomorrow for him to wake up.

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A little longer of a chapter. As I write this on a fly do expect some romance, or many romance idk. Will see what my mind comes up with but there is definitely going to be a harem cause why wouldn't you want one. 

If there are some sentences that do sound kind of weird it is cause I ain't no native English speaker.