Feng had gotten a verbal message about a meeting point for Spikers for the King. A strange inn or bar where jobs would be posted and others would meet. Maybe even the King would show up at one point. The information didn't cause any noticeable excitement as he lumbered through the town to the building. It looked like any other type of inn, but served a greater purpose than sleep and food and drink. Possibly, they'd find out if it did or not.

Opening the door he held the upper part of its frame and ducked inside, and remained hunched somewhat. This was not a building designed with the more giant of the minotaurs in mind. It wasn't any different from any other building not specifically built by his kind. Luckily a strong back was something he had. His crimson gaze scanned the people within, a male demon, a woman with horns, and a half-breed. He scanned Runem a moment, taking in the small minotaur features she had.

A snort of steam came from him as he approached the counter. It was frowned on to produce half-breeds, but he had gotten his own fair share of shit for being different he wouldn't treat her the same way. She showed the ones present a piece of paper with frantic writing and vague details. Really just a cry for help and that it was one of the outlying farms. The half-breed behind the counter, Runem, mentioned another coming and introductions. Ugh...introductions...

The demon said he'd tag along with whoever went on the job., Which currently was only three people present that wasn't doing anything. The horned woman...couldn't read. He wasn't the most well versed in words upon paper but at least he could get the basics! He sighed while rubbing along the bridge of his nose with his hand. [color=red]"It's a request for help from an outlying farm of the city."[/color] He rumbled down to the crouching goat woman. That voice sounded like it could crumble a mountain from how deep it was.