''You're late,'' Casey said when I got back to the guild.
''Only five minutes,'' I said. On the way back, I stopped by the room I rented and fixed the belt hoster of the short blade to fit me better. In light leather armor now I didn't look like I was going to a church or a temple at least. The leather bag I got from the bandits was also with me, it didn't look nice but it was big and sturdy.
Besides the many benefits of looking harmless, there was a bad side of being underestimated. People wouldn't be eager to take you with them to a fight or trust you to fight with them. Still, if I were in heavy armor like Casey, neither the bandits in the forest nor the other two would be that careless when approaching me.
''Xander, Ian, we're leaving,'' Casey called out two young men from the crowd
