Feon entered the town. She had taken a job to search for a missing child. It payed well and she was a bit of a sucker when it comes to saving helpless non shifty children. "I swear this tip better pay off." Feon said as she scratched the back of her head while walking into town. Quite a few people turned to look at her as she walked through. Sure it was unusual to see a monk walking through. Of course the fact that she had long claw blades on the back of her sash did make others take more notice.

"Is everyone here this shifty?" Feon asked while looking at the towns folk. She had no problem speaking her mind even when no one asked. She also had a bad habit of speaking to herself out loud. To her though talking out loud was a way of making sure she was still herself. She had been possessed before and had no idea until she realized she couldn't talk out loud. So now she's developed the habit.

The tip that Feon had gotten was about one of the townsfolk heading out at night to somewhere. She had no idea but it was all she had. So for now she would have to be doing a stake out from the looks of things.