With a smile, Leonard simply shrugged.<br/><br/>"It's well known in this area," he replies, pausing for a few painful coughs, "Potent stuff. I thankfully have my poor health as.." There is a brief fit, before Leonard continues ".. Poor health as an excuse. I am Leonard, one of the oldest Guardians here. You're new, yes? Go ahead and see-"<br/><br/>Leonard is cut off as a scream of rage pierces through the Monastary. Immediately, his sword is in his bandage-covered hand, as he sprints towards the sound, trampling numerous flowers in the process. His heavy foot-falls thunder through the open area as the other guard tries to keep pace. Despite the youths better strength and lack of debilitating diseases, Leonards experience with movement in such heavy armor give him enough of an edge to keep pace.<br/><br/>Rather quickly, he finds Master Valetni being assailed by none other than a massive, red-eyed Squirrel.<br/><br/>"All Guardsmen!" Leonard's heavy breathing forces his phlegm to flow out of his lungs like a petrid spray, staining his headwrap, "Follow me to glory!"<br/><br/>Leonard moves forwards, shield at the ready, as the alarm rings out across the Temple.<br/><br/>Something has happened, and the Reliquary is compromised.