Ryleck had left the macro's home by now and had been prowling through the village looking for food or even shiny trinkets he could sell/trade to other micros.<br/><br/>He hadn't left the macro village in some time, but he did his business with outsiders who had worked up enough courage to come here; usually they preferred his prices over risking their lives.<br/><br/>A sudden commotion off to his right drew his curiousity to a scene between his "landlord" and something that resembled a carnivorous goat-person. The object of their interest was pinned between them with a very interesting choice in which direction his fate would go.<br/><br/>Ryleck lowered himself onto his stomach and crawled through the foilage, mind racing on whether or not he could or should find a way to save this fool.