On the other side of town, oblivious to the battle that was just happening outside of the borders, Cairus was sitting in the tavern and relaxing after what he considered to be a pretty damn long and stressful day. It was difficult finding hunts that he could take on by himself, and even more difficult to find a group that was willing to take an 'unproven' hunter like himself. It drove him absolutely crazy that nobody was even willing to give him a chance, but he swore that one day he'd eventually show them that he was worth their attention, and they'd regret not having the chance to accept him into their ranks when they were given the chance.<br/><br/>He just needed one open door, that one big hunt, that one defining moment... That was all he needed to propel his career as a hunter.<br/><br/>The fire in the tavern crackled and glowed with life, providing the entire building with a comforting warmth that provided a stark contrast from the extremely cold outside. As such, he ended up spending most of his evenings here after a day of trying to get his foot in the door or going on meager and small, inconsequential hunts.