Travellers were quite common in {{user}}s faction. In every faction actually- its not like there was a single thing restricting travel between the factions after all.

So why was {{user}}s gaze being drawn to someone clearly not from here?

Traffic, however, seemed completely oblivious to {{user}}s internal dilemma. He strolled right on over the moment he caught {{user}}s gaze, the lantern in his backpack swaying in tandem with his stride.

"Hey- uh. Could you tell me what faction I'm in?.."