Nothing major seems to have happened, though one of his women informs him that a small package was delivered, a few days prior; while the note attached to it is unsigned, he can tell it's from the lioness priestess with the delicate problem, whom he met, some time ago. The note is thanking him for his kind-heartedness, and includes a small bundle, with a cloak inside. While non-magical, the cloak is of a rich, deep purple, and clearly of exceptional quality and craftsmanship. He'll also learn, if he spends any time near the taverns, that the bards of the city have composed a song, chronicling his heroics, though, since he didn't provide much detail, there's an exceptional amount of artistic license taken.