Not too far off from where the new Demon King Candidate stood was a peculiar looking green girl. She sat on a barrel carving out a totem from a piece of wood. In the alley she sat, a burly looking orc clutched his manhood in pain, passed out from the beating he received for thinking he could over power Ono. Sure she wasn't as big and burly as most orcish women, but she wasn't a fragile flower either. She was no waifish girl who could be overwhelmed just because someone grabbed her forearm forcefully and maybe punched her in the guts. If she was, she wouldn't have made it this far. Ono's previous adventure to this sleepy little town was a mysterious one to say the least, so much that if asked, she wouldn't be able to tell you.

All she knew for certain was that while she was traveling the wilderness to find her nest quest, she received something of a.... A vision. It didn't really tell her much. She saw a vague silhouette of a man in this town. When she awoken and started to travel, she recognized this town, and now she recognizes this man. She only vaguely had some clue as to who he was; some sort of noble or lord. Ono honestly couldn't say for certain. But as her mother once told her, dreams are never just your imagination. There must be some reason for Ono to have seen this man in her vision, to bring her to this town, and she aims to find out. With any luck it'll give her something to do at least.

[color=00a651]"Oi you! Fancy pants with the face and the horse!"[/color]