Now that the sun was coming down the tavern had actually quieted. Laborers had started heading to their homes and the occupants had shifted to the tradesmen. Different groups took up the various tables, keeping to themselves mostly. Though one group was clearly the odd one out from all of the others. Two woman and two men sat at one of the corner tables playing cards. The group was lightly armored and each had some sort of small weapon at their waist.<br/><br/>As Arran walked in he got a few strange looks from the room before they all went back to their own business. These weren't the leers he'd gotten before, instead a look of curiosity at the armored mage.