Darryn was not one to be amazed by the sight of Estermere, he prefered the wild to civilazation. He was only in the town because he was either looking for a job or a lead on the whereabouts of his illusive quarry. He was still as determined as ever to get his revenge on the bastards who killed his family and he hoped that maybe he would find his answers in Estermere. He walked the streets for a bit, trying to as best as he could enjoy himself.
He bought mead and meat as his supper at tavern. While he was there, people gave him strange looks and Darryn knew that they were nervous around him because he was a Weasel Folk. There were a few times like this where Darryn would have wanted to throw his knives at the people starring, but he decided that possibly getting arrested wasn't the best course of action. He decided to finish eating quickly and leave.
Humanity never changes, he said to himself as he left the tavern. While looking, he noticed a slave auction that was happening, but his attention was drawn to a comotion between a aristiocrat and two poorer humans. He was going to continue moving on, but then he saw them attack the man and steal his money. Normally Darryn wouldn't have really cared, but he wasn't a fan of that kind of thievery. Darryn followed Hart and Melly. He then took out his bow and notched an arrow.
"I am going to give you humans thirty seconds to explain to me why I shouldn't turn you over to the authorities. I must warn you, I am an excellent shot and my arrows are deadly so don't think about running" Darryn said to them in a fierce tone. He might be able to get a reward for turning in these poor humans and giving the nobleman back his money.