He's sitting at one of the tables at a tavern, watching as the Satyr bard of the group plays on his lute from the patrons. The others are off drinking, or counting their loot from the previous mission. Before coming to this town, they were informed of a sketchy warlock hanging around different villages, and causing chaos. They were asked to investigate, and after losing one of their team members, who left to start a family with some random girl on the side of the rode, they needed a new one. Somewhere along the rode, they picked up a Kitsune who was looking to join a guild. He looks up at her from across the table. She's in half fox humanoid form, her ears out as she watching with relative disinterest at the rest of the tavern.

"So. You raised by Fox's or something?"

He asks sarcastically.