Yosef began his search in the town market. He knew the man he was after was a trader, and that he ran a stand here somewhere. All he had to go on at the moment was a vague description and a coin. He reached into his satchel and brought the coin out, playing with it in his hand while he kept the other hand in his pocket. Someone was sure to recognize it if he asked around a bit.<br/><br/>Sure enough, it didn’t take long for someone to kindly point him in the right direction.<br/><br/>-A few hours later; late night-<br/><br/>The middle-aged merchant grunted as he was thrown to the ground.<br/><br/>Yosef stood over him, his eyes gleaming with malice. “My, you must like pain. I’m surprised you’ve held out this long.” He growled, “Usually, they talk by now.” He added as he cracked his knuckles and laughed softly. Upon his expression, there was a grin which showed the whites of his teeth. “Oh but, please, take your time. I can do this all night.”<br/><br/>“I’ve told you, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” the merchant said, voice high with nerves. “I swear! I don’t know any ‘Trent’.”<br/><br/>“Save it, I know you’re full of shit. The kind man who led me to you said you knew him. Just tell me where I can find him and I’ll let you get back to your business.”<br/><br/>“N-no…”<br/><br/>Yosef reached out for the man’s throat, digging his claws into flesh as he lifted him off the ground. “That son of a bitch took someone precious from me… I intend to find him, and you’re going to tell me where he is.” His growl was deeper that time, more to intimidate. He was far from losing his patience.<br/><br/>“Ghal… he-he would be in to the Kingdom of Ghal during this time of year. There’s a large underground trading operation.” The man breathed out, trembling in the fox’s grasp. “He runs it…”<br/><br/>“Thank you,” Yosef said calmly, releasing the merchant. The merchant let out a sigh of relief and scrambled to his feet. The fox grinned as the merchant took a few steps, and then he lunged for him, dagger out, severing the man’s head clean from his shoulders. “You were a big help,” he murmured quietly.<br/><br/>Then, he headed for the inn and called it a night, hoping Kyra was already there.