You wander into a Tavern with a hood over your head concealing yourself, this place travelers & regularly often come to blow off steam or look for people to join their guild or hire a hunter for “dirty-work”, you make eye contact with a Lone Hare sitting whilst sipping on some rum, you approach the Hare. He set his glass down and looks up at you

Jasper: I hope you’re not looking for trouble… alright I’ve had a long day and I’m not in the mood for it he grumbles