Beastman law? Interesting. Austin made a note of this in his notebook, the beginning of what looked to be new researcher. He wondered what other customs there were between the races here.<br/><br/>The next topic was weapons, something Austin had never really considered having to use before. Sure, he had the basic understanding of how guns worked, but could he actually use one? Unlikely. He wasn’t a fighter in their world, what was it that made him one here? With his luck, a situation would come up where he would need to fight and Austin, no matter what it was he had, would be frozen in place trying to think his way out of it!<br/><br/>The currency was also added to his notes. Austin had no idea how much a Kell was worth compared to North American money, but if Bruce said it would be enough to cover everything they would need, who was he to argue?<br/><br/>As the group was led to the bathhouse, Austin showered quickly, going off of his old habits of living with old plumbing and an even older hot water tank. He heard the comment about this place having plumbing and nodded.<br/><br/>“Just when you think you’re beginning to understand something, this place throws another curveball.” At first, it had seemed like the sort of place from a medieval period, or similar. But having running water, well, that definitely changed things. Next on the list was new clothes. Austin rather liked what he had, but as they were trying to blend in a little more, he chose a simple pair of dark pants, and a long sleeved shirt. He hoped there wouldn’t be some sort of reaction to the wool, Austin thought as he remembered when his grandmother had gotten him these incredibly itchy wool socks for Christmas once.<br/><br/>Now for weapons...or magic. Both ideas seemed like accidents waiting to happen for the writer, but there wasn’t much choice. One of the women in the group had a good point, most of them were unarmed, and open for attack.<br/><br/>“Weapons wouldn’t be a bad idea I guess.” Austin placed his vote. It was also in that moment that he realized that none of them really knew each other, hadn’t introduced themselves or anything. How were they suppose to do this adventuring thing if they didn’t even know something as simple as each other’s names?<br/><br/>“It might also be a good idea to, you know, get each other’s names.” He said. “I should probably start since I said it…” Austin said more to himself than the group. “I’m Austin Langdon.”