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Maria von Hohenzollern 
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Royal Capital Lugnica 
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Maria did anticipate assisting others on her patrol, though hardly does the chance present itself within the confines of a standard patrol. The best one could find, unless a decree was issued, would be a few petty thief, perhaps a dispute between two individuals such as over a lost coin purse or something. But hardly does one see an individual collapse in the street, and through mob mentality, be left to his own devices. After all, not a single individual could claim to be responsible in the event that individual were to meet an unfortunate fate, so why would one stop their daily activities to check if they were alright. 

Maria was a tad bit outraged at the every folk for their mistreating of an individual whom had collapsed in the middle of the street. After all, within times like this one can only truly rely on their fellow men to help them through the darkest of time. However it truly wasn’t until two pickpockets attempted to loot the contents of the collapsed man’s cart that Maria truly sprung into action, chasing away the urchins as they attempted to make a quick coin from a helpless and unsuspecting victim. 

At the very least he appeared to be some sort of merchant or perhaps even a shopper, but Maria had never seen a cart made of out metal in such a way, the forward wheels being able to gyrotate in order to change directions. Perhaps this individual was not just a regular merchant, but an inventor as well. From his appearance, he seemed to live a life without much issue, his milky-white skin showing someone whom had not worked in the field before in his life, just as her own did. 

[color=gold] “Are you alright,” [/color] asked Maria after moving him to a more secluded alleyway and away from the masses of one of Lugnica’s many bazaars, propping up the man on the side of a wall, Maria sitting right next to him and watching over the strange metal gyroscopically wheeled cart and it’s strange contents. 

Lugnicans seemed to have a higher living than most of the countryside or other nations seemed to have, so many traded within its borders. Maria, with limited difficulty, was able to move the rather large man without much problems. After all, it couldn’t be said that Maria wasn’t a ‘strong’ individual. Here practice with the sword was one of both skill and physical training, as it ought to be. 

She knew the other was not dead from the rising of his stomach at the very least, which she was releaved to see. Perhaps heat stroke or some sort of sickness the man possessed caused him to fall? Either way, it was not really the duty of a knight on paper to assist the weak as Maria had done just now, merely to enforce laws and the like. But Maria was not the sort to simply allow a stranger to befall harm when it would be very simple for her to act in a helpful manner. 

At the very least she would sit with the man until he had came to.