The drunkards did not take kindly to being shown up by the guards like this, but they hadn't much choice. While they had numbers in their favor none of them were exactly armed, where in contrast each of the guards carried a sword and likely knew how to use it. They couldn't do much but throw fists, and frankly when it came to a fight swords had a tendency to beat out bare hands. Loathing the guards, the leader of the group sneered at them before turning and marching off, leaving Grun to her own devices. Her being here was still a big problem and annoyance, she was out of place and didn't belong here. She ought to be cloaked like any other Divined, not trotting around as if she owned the place.

"Sorry for those louts, they're always picking brawls with strangers," the eldest guard remarked, letting out a breathy sigh before adjusting the belt around his waist, "If yer looking for information on other Divined then I'm afraid we've got nothing either for you. However, the captain might've seen or heard something, he'd be willing to share. Come along with us to the barracks, we'll see if we can't give you a hand." It'd be better for everyone if she came along anyways, it would save her from further scrutiny and them from having to break up fights. Smiling politely he waved Grun along, following alongside her once she had begun moving, the other two guards bringing up the rear behind them. "Just understand miss, we don't get many travelers out here, not exactly a tourist stop. We get Divined even less if ever, so you can kinda see where folks will get a bit edgy if you suddenly show up..."

Ethan gave the pair a warm smile, pocketing the coppers he had taken out for the time being. "Pleasure to meet you two! Amuné, Wyth, let's go get you some food!" The food here didn't seem to be all too costly, at least not where he had gone. They most certainly wouldn't be returning to that tavern any time soon, not if Mole-ita was going to try and flirt with him again. Shuddering reflexively at the thought he gave an uneasy chuckle, scratching at his head as he glanced down at Amuné for her answer. Curious when she blushed he tilted his head somewhat, raising an eyebrow as he wondered why she had suddenly gotten red in the face. "You don't have to thank me, I'm just trying to be helpful. And not too much seasoning, got it! Shouldn't be too hard to find something like that," he remarked, smiling as he turned to leave the alley, "We'll see if we can find some fresh fish for Wyth, and maybe a nice big plate of food for you, how's that sound?"

Curiously the crowd outside of the alley had dispersed for the most part since going in, for reasons that were lost to Ethan. Shrugging it off dismissively he glanced back at Amuné and Wyth once more, waving them along with a smile before starting to move through the crowd itself. He still didn't much know the town and as such he didn't know where to head, but he figured enough wandering about and he'd find some place for them; Ethan hadn't exactly found this town on a map, it had been more stumbling and dumb luck that he'd come across it. As the trio passed through the crowd and reached the center of the settlement he stepped to the side briefly to let a small group of angry looking men by, watching them storm off for a moment before continuing along. Maybe they got thrown out of a tavern or something, they did kind of smell like alcohol. If they were heading to the tavern he'd just been at then all the more reason not to return, lest he have to put up with them too.

"Would you look at this... I bet we can get food here!" Lining the edges of the town center were various stalls, selling everything from bits and bobbles to clothing, food and even crystals. There was only one thing they had come for, and as they drew nearer Ethan was delighted to find it had a variety of foods; seared fish on sticks, roasted potatoes and vegetables, a few varieties of meats, it was a proper roadside tavern if he'd ever seen one. A small crowd stood at the stall itself and so they had to wait a moment, the other customers buying out quite a lot of the inventory before Ethan himself got to the counter. Peering around he tried to decide what he ought to get for Amuné, deciding ultimately on two fish and some of the seared vegetables. With an appreciative smile he took the food from the vendor, fishing out the coins from his pocket and laying them out before turning back to his companions, squatting down and offering the two fish out first. "Here you go, eat up! I can get more if you're still hungry," Ethan said, smiling cheerfully, "After this we can find you some clothes, how's that sound?"