Higarin.<br/><br/>When the woman blushed, Nathan thought it made her look quite lovely, though he deliberately did not stare at her.  After all, it was rude to stare.  He was unsure if she was serious about the golden eggs or not, but in a place like this it seemed a possibility.  Here almost anything might be possible.<br/><br/>Higarin stood slowly from his chair, his old bones creaking.  "Come inside quickly.  There will be enough time for conversation, after we get you changed."  He walked to the door of the mushroom house, and opened it with a flourish.  "Please enter my home, and be welcome."<br/><br/>Ducking inside the house Nathan found himself in a round room which looked to be the only room in the entire cottage.  There was a fireplace along one wall, a small round table, a little cot of a bed and a few chests.  There was little else, beyond a rack with chipped crockery and some worn area rugs.<br/><br/>"Now let me see."  The old man moved over to one of the chests and started to look around inside it.  "How about?  No, it would barely cover your... wait what about this?"  He held up a pink dress.  At Nathan's look of distress, he put it back and kept looking.  "I suppose not."  Finally he came up with a green pair of tights and a long brown tunic.  Both were old and worn, but looked serviceable enough.  "Well how about these."  He pulled out a pair of brown leather shoes as well.  "Yes, I do believe these will fit you fine."