Ox and Rook made their way into Thornfell before going separate ways. Rook followed the dwarf hesitantly, not really wanting to let Ox roam about on his own. But, he knew that the half-elf could take care of himself in a city like this one and it would be better for the Clockwork to stay out of sight in case anyone wanted to voice their "strong opinions" about his kind. Ox, on the otherhand, made his way deeper into the town in search of a tailor. He had been wearing the same borrowed clothing for a while now and, even though it was kept clean, he still felt weird standing around in them. If he could find a clothing store that had clothes made, or could make clothes, for someone of his stature, he would purchase some black, roguelike clothing to match his cloak. If he couldn't, he would make his way back to his companion.