Kyy was currently behind the tavern, making food for the customers. He'd arrived a few months back and had offered to work for bill as a cook, to help draw in more customers. Today was like any other. Plenty of cooking, talking, and of course, drunken antics. He looked over at the masked man who was making a scene and frowned. "Hey, I'd let him go if I were you." He didn't  move from his station but he had a glint in his eye, one that made it clear how serious he was while also telling how much he hoped the man would give him a reason to act.