Jaken was walking in his human form through the plaza of town minding his own business. His hoody over his head and his bandana covering him up to his nose, leaving his naked eyes out to the public. The town's population only snooped him, since he was an outstanding figure among the crowd: his dark clothes with a weapon on him made a contrast with the peacefull, normal-wearing-clothes people. His leather jacket carried the knives he always used to defend himself and hunt any sort of monster whose head was worth the price. His scoped crossbow was hanging on his back with a leash that crossed his chest. He was there to find an interesting bounty to take on. He was bored, he have not had any fun in the last 3 days and he was getting impatient. Any job would settle his boredom.