Chapter 16: The Giant's ShadowWe waited until just before the sun completely disappeared and the night swallowed town to start our trip to the Last Call. At Hawke's insistence, I'd swapped my tunic and breeches for one of my dress robes. It wasn't my nicest one; that had been the one that got nabbed earlier in the day. The one I donned was a soft lilac with trace silver filigree along the cuffs and folds - fairly plain compared to some more elaborate dress robes, but excessively extravagant for the dive bar we were heading to, if the rumors were to be believed.
Hawke had swapped his usual long shirt and kilt for a plain woolspun tunic and rough leather trousers, capping his head with a wide-brimmed hat. He had also removed his glasses, but that mattered little; they were purely cosmetic.
