The town of Antril was a sketchy, ruinous place, but at the very least it was full of people who want cheap entertainment. It was a nice, pleasant day out when Lento finally woke up, rolling off the hard bed of the inn. Rubbing his bleary eyes and briefly debating on whether to sleep in or not, the pale-haired vagrant eventually decided that his stomach needed some food before he could go make some money once more. He looked through the open windows of the inn, sniffing the air for anything particularly appetizing.
Instead of sizzling meats and cooked veggies, Lento was struck by the smell of blood and a blast of wind, as an annoying bird-midget down below was being assaulted bugs. His friends, if they were such, were occupied as well, fighting off a bunch of other insects, while the merchants and civilians nearby just…watched. Guess it served as entertainment of sorts.
Well, insects were high in protein and were nice and crunchy, so he might as well go hunting here.
Nocking a wooden arrow from the safety of the inn, Aiv focused on one of the two insects, smirked when the midget had his underwear ripped up by the mandibles of those perverted bugs, and then released the arrow.
"Ho there, friend! Have some help!"