"Ah, then well met, miss Mara, miss... I still don't think I have your name," Tyron admitted while looking at Raena. As they explained the monster and the reward, Tyron couldn't help but notice the two young ladies looking at his sword, and at one point, the lady whose name he didn't know exclaimed something about it. "Ah, I hope my blade isn't bothering anyone," he spoke before setting it down into the grass. "It's simply a bit unwieldy to sit like this with it strapped to my back." He laughed a little bit after the statement, before picking up the weapon with both hands and slowly putting it on his back as he stood. "Though I suppose that one should not be sitting about if things are dangerous as you all say." 

Once he'd stood up and brushed some errant grass from his pants' leg, he looked between the three. "Miss Caelyn, miss Mara, miss... Booming voice?" He tried to think of something quick to call Raena, and no doubt failed miserably. "It may be prudent to find your beast, preferably before it finds us."