It was mostly silent, rather early in the morning as the sun was just beginning to rise over the horizon, and Ban was currently passed out on the floor of the Boar Hat tavern, right in front of the door. His mouth was open slightly as he snored softly with a goofy grin on his face, his tongue hanging out of his mouth.

Soon enough though, the Fox’s sin of Greed was rudely awoken as the door to the tavern was opened, or attempted to be opened, causing the door to hit him and rouse him from sleep.