<em>It will be good for you to get out.  Meet people.  Those adventurers are around, everyone's talking about them.  Maybe they have some stories to tell?</em><br/><br/>The Lady of the house meant well, and Andrus was rather put out trying to listen to his mother's doddering suggestions again, but finally, she had offered something that had merit.  The troupe had indeed seen so many things, and Andrus was the sort always eager for knowledge.  Perhaps they would hint at some treasure, a font of knowledge.  Power.  Yes... perhaps today might be worth lowering himself to the masses and visiting.<br/><br/>he dressed himself sharply, though over that he settled the dark robes he enjoyed wearing; let people know that he was of the scholarly arts, after all.  With that, he made his way across town, drinking in the atmosphere.  He tried his best to ignore the smell, though occasionally watching the people as they walked past seemed to brighten him.  Such a... diverse variety.  Foolish.  Amusing.  Easy on the eyes, in some cases.<br/><br/>Finally arriving at Durnan's establishment, Andrus stepped inside.  It was crowded, and loud, and almost immediately the young man considered leaving again.  But no.  He would not let some... rabble scare him off.  He shouldered himself through the crowd to a spot near the fire, settling himself into a seat.