“Well, I am going out on the town for a while. If you need me, I will be back here before midday.” He walked out of the common room's door, nearly slamming it behind him, and the innkeeper mentioned something about Westerners with no manners. Iain stood as well, but returned to Zena and his room to change into some fresh clothes before he too wandered out onto the bleak streets. Almost no one was out, and, as usual, those who where hurried by without a passing glance or where Imperial troops, militia or otherwise, walking on the streets to keep order.

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