That old man did indeed have that air about him that said he was worthy of respect, he wouldnâ€™t deny, and perhaps a sense of bravery as well seeing as he was willing to go against the vampire a second time. Maybe the man would prove his worth after all, he thought to himself with a faint grin as he watched the man move through the crowd. He only started following the older man once the crowed thinned out a bit, ignoring the few whispers that were still present, as again he doesnâ€™t particularly care how wary of him they were. He was here to do a job and that was that. After all, why else would he have come here if he was not confidence of his skills? Sure he may have been drunk when he accepted the task but he was a man of his word and he would rid the village of this vampire that terrorized them. Now exactly how he was going to go about doing this was not well planned out, the vampires in the past have given him a lot of trouble and each one was different, which was the main reason he accepted help from the old man.<br/><br/>Who was this man? Was he an ex-soldier like himself, or was he just some mercenary whose only place was this village? Many more questions filled his head as he followed him back to where he assumed was his place of residence.<br/><br/>He continued to keep his guard up while he followed the older man, however. One of the main reasons he worked along was he had a hard time trusting people. He was cynical in the sense that he always expected the worse from people; perhaps this man held revenge in his heart, after all when he spoke of the beast taking his â€˜good looksâ€™ he did sense there was a slight bitterness â€“maybe even a resentment- in his tone though the older man did not strike him as one of those grouchy old farts who always had a stick up their ass about something. And perhaps the man planned on getting even with the vampire, using him as bait to lure the creature before he struck. More than likely, this would not happen but he would be stupid to look away from the possibility completely. It was needless to say he indeed has trust issues.<br/><br/>In all honesty, though they seemed to be accepting of his help, he really did not feel very welcomed here. Especially with how they were all still wary. They had every right to be wary, as he was a stranger showing up out of nowhere, claiming he had what it took to get rid of their pest. They probably didnâ€™t want someone around to help; then again if they didnâ€™t then they wouldnâ€™t have sent people to call out for help. Yet seeing is believing as they say and he would keep his word. As long as they donâ€™t set him up and have him killed, that is.<br/><br/>â€œTell meâ€¦ how many others have fallen victim to the vampire?â€ He asked the older man suddenly, speaking in a calm, casual tone. Though he wasnâ€™t normally someone who spoke out first you could say, and he really wasnâ€™t looking to get the older manâ€™s trust, he figured he may as well have an idea. Vampire attacks in towns, cities, and villages, seemed to be common lately, have become more common over the past year and a half now, and it was something everyone was concerned with. From what he has heard in that bar (surprisingly a very good place to gather information and even hear some strange things through the grapevine) smaller towns like this were perfect targets. Having witnessed it for himself he knew there was truth to this. However, as to how many people are killed, now that varied. He was no detective, but perhaps getting a better idea as to what was really going on here would help him a little better.<br/><br/>The old man did say he would help after all.