Markul had lost track of the stranger when he had emerged from the underground... It seemed that he wasn't the sort to stick around for long... though he supposed he should be thankful he didn't try to stab him in the back. He had found himself in some sewer system, and had somehow managed to fit his massive bulk through a manhole cover in an alleyway in what appeared to be a city... 

He wandered the city for a good while, altogether unimpressed. It wasn't all that different from how things were in his time, save a million odd cultural things he didn't quite understand. However, he had managed to play his odd accent as being foreign fairly well, since nobody he came across was learned enough to place his accent as archaic. It was... relaxing to wander the place as a commoner. Well, sort of. People gave him a wide berth in general. He had been sure to keep his relic out of sight, for fear of whatever death squads this time had ready for him...

It wasn't long before he noticed a commotion... He saw a black blur for a split second, near an awfully panicked crowd. He sighed, making his way over there. Judging from what the townsfolk were saying, it seemed some monster had sped down the alleyway, wounded. He sighed again, he supposed he could take care of it. He was the only one in the immediate vicinity remotely capable of dealing with something like what they were describing, and while it wouldn't wash away his sins he figured a good deed wouldn't be too much to bear. He walked down the alleyway, sword at the ready as there wasn't room for his flail. 

He came across a man in a crate not long after. Man was a bit of a stretch. It was more like a mutating half-beast that was taking on the shape of a man... So, an evoker. He was covered in blood, likely from wounds considering his current bearing, which explains why he hadn't been spotted yet. He sighed, stepping forward as he put his blade away. The man spoke, and he found his unidentifiable accent infuriating. So many strange culture's he'd have to discover, what nonsense. [b]"If I had wished to slay you I would have attempted so already."[/b] He said calmly. [b]"We best get you to an apothecary."[/b]