"If you two are done flirting, I believe we have a slight problem at hand." Jarrod followed them both out of the tavern, not intending in the slightest to sit back and let someone's sister watch over him. Though of course, that didn't stop the fact that excitement filled him up at the prospect of something. . .well, happening for once. The sky began to darken slightly, and the noticing people began to take shelter and pack up their shops and belongings.

Jarrod gripped the sheathed sword at his side, anticipating where the attack would come from. A loud screech answered his questions, and he looked up to see a strange sight. It was big, at least human sized. It resembled some kind of vulture, but not anything of the natural world. No, instead its wings and flesh looked like a mix-match of metal and organic material. A metal beak screeched out once more as the inhuman scream pierced the air. Metal talons ending with green glowing knives clutched at the air wildly. 

Jarrod narrowed his eyes at that. "Must be poison then. Makes sense since we're in the Western Region."

A rotating double-barreled cannon rested nicely on the creatures back, with one muzzle billowing out smoke and the other rattling, as if bullets were being grinded together. Magic and technology. Working side by side.

Jarrod scratched his head at the new creature before them, taking it all in. "Well it's official. We're facing an Anomaly. Guess that means Yggdrasil's nearby, huh?"