<div align="center"><em>Marshall Wrynn and Sarah visiting the local doctor in town</em></div><hr/><br/><strong>"Round these parts, these damn cuttthroats would flay a child if it meant a dollar in their pocket. People don't come around here unless they know what they are getting into." </strong><br/>The Marshall explained the hidden underside of the jewel that was Oasis. It was all true, the Marshall had met the scum bags toe to toe and had created a balance but outside the city, it was No Man's Land. Some of the ranches had fallen simply because they could not protect themselves long enough to send help to town and the Marshall had grown bitter over the dire reality. The land out west was nothing to be gained yet, the gold was decent but the mines for the most part had yet to be discovered and trigger the influx and therefore the legal support. Uther even wondered what would happen when an actual lawman came to town and claimed jurisdiction. He was deeply devoted to his vendetta and he wondered if he would be able to walk away.<br/><br/>Pushing the swinging door open, the Marshall guided the wounded woman in. The doctor was a young man, looking rather handsome and the type who would have made a decent living at a practice in the east but he held his secrets and reasons for living so far away from actual authorities.<br/><strong>"Doc, get out here, I got a customer for ya." </strong><br/>The doctor came out and greeted the female, before showing her to a room with his supplies. Uther, unintentionally not looking at her clearly.<strong>"If you can't draw fast, don't go looking for fights darling, you won't live long out here if you do." </strong>He warned her before stepping out and walked back towards his office but instead stopped himself and sat right outside the doctor's office. Uther was realizing how familiar she felt...but what was it?