Damian was not impressed by what he was hearing about Corpse Corps. As far as he could gather, they played loud and hard to compensate for lack of harmony and any real skill. More like making noise for the noise’s sake and somehow they gained some measure of popularity within the village for the sake of their showmanship. Something told him that a group of raging barbarians smashing a stage full of props would be just as popular, if not more so since there wouldn’t be horrible music overplaying their destruction. Bottom line, he suspected it had more to do with the lack of competition that they managed to gain any sort of following in the first place. Just to be safe and cater to the crowd, he began running through ideas to bring the showmanship of their band up to match theirs to mitigate their sole advantage. As with any sort of issue that stood in his way, Damian resorted to his default setting of sundering. Surely cutting the entire stage in half in a classic post-show guitar smashing motion would catch a few gazes. Definitely, something he’ll keep in mind depending on how the show went.<br/><br/>As he began stumbling across hints of a ‘big surprise’, the fighter wished the others hadn’t stolen Kyuui away from him. It would have been handy having her skills at stealth to try to discover what that surprise would be. There’s no way he was sneaky enough to stalk the band on their way home to see if it would lead him to the secret weapon. Without being able to stalk them, he decided to do the next best thing of watching them at the bar to get a feel for them. Therefore, the man sheathed his massive blade into a scabbard that seemed far too small for such a feat and made his way to the Loud Miller Inn. Once there, he grabbed a stool at the side of the bar that would give him the best view of those gathered there, ordered a tall mug of ale, and began scanning the crowd for those who fit Corpse Corps description where he would promptly begin his tactical observations. First and foremost, get a feel for their combat capabilities and weapons of choice. They were mercenaries like him after all. Then, get an idea of their individual personalities to see which was the most timid just in case he felt like rattling their cage a bit to intensify pre-show jitters. Otherwise, just get whatever information about them as he could while drinking his beer just like any other lush present.