[@Spriggs27]"Okay pal, enjoy the taste of your judgement. Meanwhile I'll be over here being realistic." Kenji said simply to Sinthe. The musclebound moron really didn't have a good grasp of what was going on here. Even if they couldn't eat the beasts--and Kenji really didn't plan to, even if they hadn't been poisonous the idea just made him supremely uncomfortable--the fact that their remains could be used for something meant that they could turn an enemy into their own resources. And if the people of this town had things like leather and tools, as primitive as they might be, they would be better off than they were now. 

Not to mention that, as the Bag-o-Bones had said, the beasts were how the Hunters made money. Money wouldn't still exist in this world if there wasn't a use for it. And if Kenji had to live here for who knew how long, he certainly didn't plan to live as a beggar.

[@Savo]"Well, how about you then?" Kenji said, looking at the other guy. After a short pause he walked over to one of the headless corpses and used his spear to roll it over so that he could get a better grip on its ratty old cloak. It would be a hassle to drag five of these things like this, but he damn sure wasn't going to throw it over his shoulder and get its blood all over him.

[@KoL][@TheWindel]Whatever the other man decided, Kenji probably wouldn't be swayed from his path. In the end, he hauled the beast corpse to the door of a building that--from the leathery smell and a sign above the door--he assumed to be a tannery or workshop of some sort. He used the butt of his spear to rap sharply at the door.

"Hello in there! I'm a Hunter, willing to trade the hide of a beast! You open for business?"