"Hey girl, what's wrong with you?" The guard asked as he was checking Arran out. The mage was sweating rather profusely and kept shifting to avoid letting them look at his belly. However, this was the exact wrong thing to do in such a scenario. The guard roughly grabbed at the girl and put one of his hands against the fresh wounds.<br/><br/>However, the mage had enough of a pain tolerance to not flinch or react badly. So the guard just waved him on. With a shake of the man's head Arran was in the city.<br/><br/>And what a dump it was. The streets were filthy and there were people of all types lying around. This would be unacceptable in a small town like Three Streams, but the poor or infirm were left to fend for themselves here. Once he got further away from the gates though, about a few blocks, the streets cleared up. They were still very dirty, but there were not people laying about.