The inn was bustling with activity like every evening, the sounds of loud talking and come cheering coming out of the bar. Getting past that section without being noticed would prove to be quite a challenge, especially since someone had already found Arran.<br/><br/>As he was holding himself up a voice called out from behind him and a hand pressed against his lower back. "Hello there Miss, are you ok?" It was the man from last night, the one who'd propositioned Arran, but he didn't seem to recognize him with the new hair.