When Balthazar had gotten back among crowds he kept his cloak closed around his body and his hand wrapped tightly around his saber. There was no way in hell he was going to be going back to being a slave, besides they had mission to deal and he wasnâ€™t going to be failing so soon. So he kept his head up just enough to look at the crowds while his face was nothing but pitch black as a shadow.  When he finally got to the inn, he walked up to it only to quickly slide to the side of the door when someone came out. The people looked at him oddly before they continued on their own way whispering about him but he ignored their words as he slipped into the room. Once he did he was going to make his way up to his room first, but scanned the patrons at the table to make sure none of them were the men that had been chasing them. Only when he did he was abit surprised to see Piper  there talking to some man.<br/><br/>Continuing to make his scan, he slide between the tables easily enough when he was satisfied no one in there was waiting for them. Sliding up behind Piper, he touched her shoulder. â€œHey, whose your friend?â€ He asked abit suspiciously his hand still on the hilt of his saber ready to draw it. Though he made sure his hand couldnâ€™t be seen from beneath his cloak