Micar was finding he really didn't mind, weather Abduxuel knew it or not, he got a lot of looks for his physique and he rather liked it, only rarely now did he wear full on armor and usually strutted about the place in only a loin cloth or nothing at all. "Oh I know you do My matron." His teeth gritted as he spoke to his consort, he hated that in full, he wanted that coveted position, to be so near to his matron.<br/><br/>At the word of a fire he perked up. "A fire? How could that have happened, there were supposed to be guards posted by the gates and 2 more still patroling!" He yelled at the female guard. "Bring me the guard captain, let us see who was responsible for this neglect after we stop the fire." And jsut liek that Micar was in full out Guardian mode, usually as Weapons master, he tended to act more like head of the guard, annd usually the guards gave into him, considering his tie to the matron. "That matters not Abduxuel, but we must go quickly." He said, already starting for the door, not waiting for that lboody consort of his.