It was distinctly suspicious how NO ONE was talking about the war. It was four years old, these people had to know about it, but he recalled even the lord seemed surprised at the thought of a nearby demon army. He frowned as he took another pull, drinking like a fish as alcohol didn't effect him any more than water did. There was ONE way to ensure demons avoided the area for as long as possible that he could think of, but selling the males to the demons would have been a hefty price tag and he wondered how someone could have convinced everyone else to go along with it.<br/><br/>He was monitoring the mood of the crowd, as more people came in, ensuring nothing was being... arranged.