Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150415193530/@comment-12599067-20150416012858

(Yeah!)

It went without saying that Malus caught people's attention as he stepped into the inn. Maybe not as much as the walking lamp that had become Aratius (which interested him, although he knew that Aratius probably wouldn't say anything about it), but plenty of attention nonetheless. He couldn't see all of the patrons, but a number of them seemed to be shooting him dirty looks. Probably because they thought he was an atronach, which he was fairly certain he wasn't.

Malus opted to ignore them and continued to follow the group-- that was to say, Nissa, Aratius, and Arrietty-- into Nissa's room. He wasn't certain how welcome he was, but he didn't exactly have anywhere else to go or anything else to do, since he couldn't eat, didn't need to sleep, and had long ago been forced into sobriety. Just about anything else he lacked the fine motor skills to do.