As a Newcomer to the village, it was unsurprising that Zero attracted some attention. Especially dressed as he was... Especially in a village like this, where most wore light clothing, with somewhat, Bright colors. Though, there was quite a few villagers watching him, whispering among themselves as he moved toward, and into, the bar. After taking a seat, it didn't take long, before his table was approached by an old man. The whispers quietened down, as he leaned on his stick, turning a set of milky white eyes onto Zero. Unusually, unlike most of the villagers, the old man wore a darker set of clothes, made from wool, it hung off his frame, easily seen as too large for him.
"Well then, young man... I'd be guessing you're looking for someone, Arn't you? We don't get many strangers around these parts. Rarely, some of those Ninjas pass through here... You one of them, 'Hunter Ninja' or something?"
He leaned heavily on a walking stick, bending forwards to peer closer at Zero as he did, eyes squinting...