Damien left the bar with a slight grin on his face, stepping out into the sunshine and raising his hand quickly as the sun started to burn his eyes from the hours he had just spent in the dark inn. As he walked his grin slipped off his face as he glanced around at the people who were giving him odd looks, keeping on hand on one of small swords he continued, keeping an eye out for anyone who may attack him, and giving a curt nod to those who nod in brief greeting as they pass.