Not one, not a single person recognized the strange creature that Evian had brought back to town. He ended up leaving the carcass with the small town guard, who were already poking and prodding it. When he'd left there had been talk of contacting a naturalist of some sort from one of the big cities to see if they had any better luck.

But for Evian, that was all out of his hands unless they needed to ask him questions later. For the time being, he had nought much else to do, so he began wandering the town. It wasn't often that he came into Stonevale without some clear-cut goal, and this impromptu downtime was a bit unusual for him.

As he strode along the streets he ran across a small food stall. He picked up a couple skewers of meat and vegetables and started munching on one as he kept walking. Eventually he heard the strumming and singing of a bard and angled his course in that direction. He was trash at music himself, but that didn't mean he didn't enjoy music from others.

The crowd around the minstrel wasn't that large, and Evian was able to get close enough to snag a seat, relaxing in the warm sun. He wasn't the only one with a similar idea, as a young girl was nearby and knitting as she listened to the musician too. She looked fairly young, and was probably waiting on a parent to finish errands. Well, he could keep an eye out on her as he pushed thoughts of the unnatural thing far from his mind.