Zenaku Was wandering the streets of Jin'ta, taking in the smell of meat, something you do not normally get to experience more inland. Zen Had his hood up and styled their hair to better cover up their left cheek. You can grow more hair, but can not easily get rid of the mark. Even if someone spots the mark, perhaps the foreigners running these meat stalls would not care. the problem is, the local Thanati do. As Zen began to approach one of the stand, they were stopped by one of the guards, who stared down at Zen with discussed.
"Halt, You should not be here, and why is your Head unshaven? Head back to your hovel disgrace and shave your head or WE will have to take this matters into our hands."
The Guards warning was stern and filled with hate, seeming ready to stab the being before him at a moments notice. But Zen did give him that moment, which would be promptly responded with the unsheathing of the Guard's weapon.
"Well I would shave it, but what would your mom hold onto when I come over?"