Haldis was walking around the half-cabblestone and the half-dirt road that served as the main road of the town. Haldis was carrying a large and heavy log, to take to the bridge that had collapsed last night. A few of his friends following along chatting as they carry more logs. His eyes were constantly looking around the small town- a mix of his people and humans. It was spring so there were a ton of minotaurs running around trying to impress the women of their affections.