Grimm left the bar a short while later, having made up his mind about the whole thing. He walked out of the bar as sober as he had been going in, his bulk having a lot to do with it and the fact that he listened more that he drank doing the rest. Stopping one of the more friendly looking guards, he politely asked for and received directions to sign up for the monster hunt. Adjusting his grip on the shield handle, Grimm set off.

He had decided that if the beast was anywhere as large as was claimed, he would see it from far enough away to have ample time to change his mind. If the stories were as exaggerated as Grimm expected then a halfway skilled team should be able to handle things and he considered the risk of being on that team well worth it.

Grimm reached a hand towards the door to the building and stopped, hearing the murmur of indistinct voices inside. His hand dropped to his side and he stood back a pace, partially to avoid the appearance of eavesdropping which would be useless with such a heavy door and mostly to give himself a broader view in through the windows. He wanted to put himself in view of the conversation in order to ensure that he was spotted by those inside and to watch the proceedings. He couldn't lip read though sorely wish he had the talent at times but found that facial expressions and body language could tell a lot about the conversation at hand.