The half elf wasn't too sure about the clothing, but finding the sword Flint had made for him and his bow did make him feel better. The sword was at his hip, the bow in his hand.

He still was trying to figure out exactly what had happened, and stayed back a little, so far nothing seemed too threatening, but his mind was still trying to take everything in.

He'd have to deal with figuring things out later, he was being told he had to meet others.

Tanis stepped into the room he was still marveling the architecture not really paying attention to where he was walking.

"Sorry," Again with the Qualinosti, "I mean I'm sorry." He repeated in common.