Kal would silently scold himself for not having un-summoned his mount sooner.  He didn't need extra eyes watching him, people knowing spells like that meant he was at least a semi-seasoned adventurer.  And if they knew he was an adventurer they could assume he had gold and powerful items; making him a target.  An even larger one considering he was by himself as a strange race.  Even the most common of men could justify killing an abominable cat person if it meant they could get their hands on his loot.  Hell, they could even consider it a public service.<br/><br/>Listening to the group the man would frown, the girls were cute enough if he was in a bind but none of them stuck out to him.  They just seemed like typical boring humans.  And as they grew close to the laborers Kal would wait for them to setup to pass them and walk into the river.  Him casually walking past them, unencumbered by anything but his bag and clothing.<br/><br/>Once across the river he would give himself a wide enough  birth from any other humans before summoning his Phantom Steed again and be on his way to Praven.