Nameless gave the guard a look, before shaking his head and heading in, pulling the glove back on. Apparently he was to be denied his only source of amusement. At least until the idiot got off and work and started asking about the tattoo on his hand. One of the locals had to know about the guild, it wasn't just a capital only organization. He headed to the tavern, and got a warm meal and decent drink for a change, before renting a room. He would slip out to examine the fortress tonight, after getting some sleep.