The crowd at the inn was a bit larger than normal. Well normal for the added crowd that Arran had inadvertently caused over the past several weeks. He was getting eyed up even as he approached, especially in the new dress. Even the inn keeper gave the mage a whistle, but no more than that. Only one approached him during his meal, one of the brick layers who tended to come every night. "Hey there, where were you gone for so long?"