Luneth was on the edge of the Forest of Blood, near a cave he slept in. It was relatively safe, and because his only belonging was his blade, Judgement, he need not worry about thieves. His ears twitched up as he heard speech. He spotted some others seating themselves upon his home. He hopped up to them. Once he reached the entrance, he noticed they had a wounded. That would be no fun to battle, and he heavily doubts by overheard speech and the relaxed demeanor of the band, that they were bandits or raiders. "Hello, I see you have found my home. I will allow you to stay only for the night. Do not take my charity for granted, as I am only taking pity on you fools because you have a wounded." He then escorts himself a few feet away, and sits down to investigate his short sword.