Ysran walked the streets looking for someone selling clothes, or... something of the like. The closest thing he could find was a man selling robes, much like his, but in lighter colors. Lighter blues, a couple of pinks, even a green. He saw a few others wearing robes, and decided he'd blend in enough. If anybody asked, he'd just say he's a foreigner. But then there's the matter of his ears... Apparently half-breeds were shunned and hated. He himself wasn't a half-breed, but certain... exposures had changed him. With any luck, he could pass it off as a birth defect.

He leaned back against another wall, observing the humans once more. What else would he need to know? What about their diet? That may be useful. Looking around, the few that were eating seemed to be eating meats, cheeses, and breads, with the occasional fruit or vegetable. Hm... perhaps he could try interacting with someone? No, that would only raise suspicions. Better to let others start the interactions, and avoid direct questions. For now, he would need to continue his observations. There was much to learn.