As he enters the town, one of the guards hesitates, a look of mixed recognition and confusion on his face as he studies Draiss for a moment, before shaking his head, and waving him on through.<br/><br/>Sure enough, the city is far from in need of sell-swords; the job board in town has been picked clean, and the only things listed are former soldiers and 'heroes' looking for work in the same line of work, when there's no work for fighters left, but lots of work for farmers and skilled craftsmen, positions that there are far too few people left to do.<br/><br/>Most of the returned heroes don't do much to stay in contact, any more; they're focused on expanding their new lands, and rebuilding the world that's fallen apart, than in reminiscing about the old times. Icyn isn't one for public appearance, instead relying heavily on his eyes and ears, in and around the city, to help him keep tabs on the region.