Duncan cautiously looked out and down at the gloomy and dusty street outside from the window of the room he was forced to share with Aurora. He didn't mind sharing it with her for he felt at ease with her and didn't mind running his eyes over her body every time she had her back turned to him. Strong as she was she was equally good looking and her curves under her light armour were a delight to watch when ever he caught a glimpse.<br/><br/>Duncan didn't like this town.<br/><br/>He felt a dozen eyes on them as they rode in and a dozen more followed them closely as they rode into the center of town. Duncan looked over his back and caught a glimpse of shadowy figures as they duck out of sight. He was more worried about the unseen threat. The eyes that watched them from shadows, the dagger in the dark, the arrow in the night. Those were harder to defend than a few drunkard thieves.<br/><br/>He felt close enough to Gwen to be able to run to her aid if Aurora's gas balls alerted them. Those had surprised him at first but he had come to expect nothing but professionalism from Aurora and that spoke volumes. He needed to get a feel for this town and what went on in it before he felt any safer. He turned to Aurora as she sat on her bed.<br/><br/>"I'm going down to the tavern to see if we have anything to worry about." he said strapping his sword to his side. "Can you make sure those two don't go out until I return?" he nodded towards the room next to theirs.<br/><br/>Slipping out of their room he made sure he didn't step on the silent glass sentries by the door to Gwen's room. He walked down and into the half filled tavern to the left of the rickety stair way and sat himself down at a table, with his back to the wall. He smiled at a plump bar maid as she came over and ordered some ale to keep appearances up. It was getting dark outside and more people seemed to fill into the tavern. The huge man by the door kept a vigilant eye on the patrons and Duncan kept a vigilant eye out for any sign of interest from anyone in the room.<br/><br/>A slim and tall man approached him and grinned showing 3 missing teeth.<br/><br/>"Stranger in town, aye?" he sat himself down almost falling over from his chair. He had obviously had more to drink that he could handle but it seemed that he was used to it.<br/><br/>"What say you to buying and old soldier a mug of ale, stranger?" he grinned stopping a bar maid and looking at Duncan.