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Rowan followed Frederick inside the Tavern. The tavern was dim, only half full. She took a seat across from him. Rowan was about to speak, when a pretty waitress in a long blue dress walked over to their table. She greeted them with a smile and a clipboard as she asked for their orders.

Rowan shook her head. "I'm alright for now." she said. The waitress smiled back at him, writing down his order. "We'll have it out for ya in ten minutes." she said. The waitress winked at him and Went over to the counter to give the order to the cook. Rowan waited for her to leave before speaking. "They're bringing pladins to find the culprit." she whispered. "They even made fliers, they're putting 1,000 gold on your head. If I were you I'd hide that helmet, and find a different disguise. They're calling you the horned devil, I'm sure you've seen the posters?" she asked. "They're doubling the guards, they're already suspecting it's a foreigner. So they're setting electric traps around the city to stun or shock you. The traps can be simply avoided by magic detection, which is how they'll single you out...do you know magic?"

"Oh... I just wanted to warn you for what's coming." she said, looking down. The waitress exit the kitchen, ballancing Frederick's plate on her hand and a goblet with sparkling cider in the other. She placed them on the table infront of him. "The drink is on the house. Enjoy." she said. The waitress turned to leave and attend other customers. Rowan took a quick look around, seeing if anyone was looking. She reached into her bag and pulled out another smaller bag. She handed it to Frederick. "Here, take this. It'll help you detect the traps." she said. The bag contained her Ringmaster headdress. She didn't have much of a choice, and magic wasn't something easily taught.

Rowan shoved it back towards him. "I'm not expecting you to wear it, geeze, it'd look horrible on you for one. Not your color at all. It has the same effect if you simply carry it around with you." she said. She sighed. "That's all I have to help you with the traps. Besides that there's not much I can do."

"What do you mean? I can handle sneaking around." she said, a bit stubbornly. She sighed. "I've seen my fair share of blood on my travels, but it's nonetheless revolting each time. I just have a weak stomach, you can say." she said. "Speaking of which, how did you manage to free them? I read that in the papers, it was you right? Did you learn anything new?"

Rowan listened and nodded. "That's good. That's what I heard in the notices, they're suspecting an inside job." she said. Though something was bothering her. "Do you find it careless that they'd leave that place unguarded? If wizards were on their side, I'd expect a few enchantments at least, especially since they clearly saw you fighting with swords, not magic..."she said.

"Well that's true." she said. The waitress returned to Their table, giving him the tab.

The waitress was surprised at the generous tip, but gladly took it. She smiled slightly and took the plates to take them back to the kitchen...

Rowan waited for the waitress to leave. "Say, where is your camp?" she asked him. "I can't keep running all over Arun to find you, my luck is bound to run out eventually." she said. Which was true, their last three encounters themselves were miracles.