[Short story] Hadrian the Bandit
He feels nervous about going out. It took only one day to recover from his injury, but several months to muster enough courage to step out of his room. His robes have ridiculously long sleeves that cover his hands, and a winding sash that coils thrice around the torso. Hadrian prefers loose pants for his legs to move freely, but also because the robes impart a flavor that is too effeminate and rich for his taste. He grew up in the streets and he was good at fighting.