The two companions left the small frontier town of Holen behind with a skip in their steps. Whilst it had been quite the eventful enterance to the town with the whole bandit raid, then encountering that racist old man. Overall it had been a mostly pleasant experience.
Most of the people, whilst initially wary of the two of them had soon warmed up, particularly after Violet had bought them all free drinks for the night!
Still they knew that going forward things might become more complicated, or at least more uncomfortable for them.
The bigotry held within the human kingdom ran deep, if the now dead old man was an outlier in this frontier town where encounters with beastkin are more common. They could only imagine what the king of reception they may find when deeper into the kingdom where general opinion may better match that of the old man.
