Chapter 24: Aramos Village
As they reached the front of the line and prepared to enter Aramos village, Dominic heard a pounding on the armoured door of his carriage, and swung the entry open to greet the guard.
As he saw the Guard's clothing, rough linen under his guard issue chain mail, Dominic got a great idea. He had [Minor Illusion] available to him, and it wouldn't take much to change the appearance of his leather apron to a cheaper plain leather one, filthy with soot in a way suited to having been in the forge all day.
A shimmer passed over him as he altered his clothing, but in the heat haze coming from the door, the guard didn't notice anything at all. Only a few seconds later, when the heat of the forge wagon had dissipated a little, did he look back in the door again to actually inspect Dominic.
The man leaned in the door, then stepped back as the wind shifted and a wave of heat from the forge burst out of the entry. But did have time to take note of Dominic's sweaty but smiling face in the entryway.
"Move the Apron aside so I can check your weapons." He demanded in a monotone voice that let Dominic know he was just doing his job.
He nodded as he looked at the crude hilts of the daggers, and then the plain linen clothes under the brand-new, but dirty apron.
"Must have been a rough day if they brought a fresh green apprentice as their smith." He commented.
Dominic chuckled as he remembered the words that the boss had used.
"Some pompous jackanape offered their usual smith a big bonus to go with him for the trip, so I got the call-up at the last minute. Most money I've seen in my life."