[center][h3][color=a187be]Oswyn Ainsworth[/color]
Diver's Paradise, Western Entrance[/h3][/center]
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Oswyn clicked his tongue in irritation as people began screaming for help all around. He couldn't catch a break, he just wanted to restock his potions and be gone. Obviously he picked the wrong time to be here. A familiar voice screamed nearby. It was that angry guy's voice, how interesting to hear it in such a state. The alchemist sighed as he packed up his table once again, swiftly placing everything back under the rock. It couldn't be the CMAS, they only just passed through. Perhaps it was the orb dudes? Here's a good opportunity. Interrogation time.

He shifted his gun from his back, getting it ready for a fight if need be. He quickly walked over to the nearby scream, not wanting to run as that would consume too much energy. [color=a187be]"Can't a guy resupply in peace around here?"[/color] He grumbled as he arrived at the scene, his lab-coat fluttering dramatically in the slight breeze.