John's first instinct was to bash the guy in the head, then take his mace and continue to do so until it was a nice red mess. He didn't think, however, that the nobles behind him would take very kindly to that and he was currently way out matched in terms of firepower. So he pushed down his urges, an action which caused his left eye and cheek to twitch uncontrollablly for a second, before he let gp of the man.

"I guess your right that, but still you must be careful if your going to walk the roads all by your lonesome. Morphs are vicious things, their instincts sharp, their movements swift and their attacks fierce. I'm a morph hunter for my leige lord, so believe me when I say they aren't something to take lghtly. I remember this one time, me and some other hunters had cornerd this Salamence Morph somewhere near Havenport. Desperate tp survive, he fought with the verpcity of an animal, but with human intelligence to supplement it. Me and my Haxorus were the only ones to return from thay fight, but I can't thing of a time where I felt more alive." John faced had grew into an evermore twisted grin as he spoke, the facade of sanity slipping away as he talkee off his favorite hobby, only to snap himself out of it when he realized what he was doing.

"Whoops, sorry to talk your ear off, stranger, I tend to do that when I think of things that excite me. Be on your way than, and remember, stay safe and don't look so suspicious."