Oooo! Wonderful question!!!
If a high-status person was trying to get around on the quiet, the first thing would be to 'dress down', and wear clothes that were as lower a status as they could get away with, that didn't mark them as the lowest of the low. No flashy gems, nothing that savored of the rich; just a kilt and maybe a tunic at most. A cheap collar of plaques would help, and serviceable but lower-class footwear; that's always a dead give-away. You'd have to have your clan-glyph on the cheap collar, of course, as trying to pass yourself off as a different clan has all sorts of serious consequences.
Oh, and go out through the back gate of the clanhouse. That way, you'll be able to mingle with the trades people and be less obvious. Stay at a good, but cheaper guesthouse; stay out of the Foreigners' Quarter and the really cheap places. Pass yourself off as a poorer member of your clan, and don't flash any cash. You'll probably be mistaken for a noble person 'out on the town' 'slumming it' for some fun; it does happen.
Yes, to both. The platforms by the larger towers are for larger parties of the poorer travelers; more high-status or wealthier ones can 'book' rooms in the large towers for the night. One usually sends a servant ahead to let the gurds know one will be arriving, so they can get you a clean room. These larger towers are usually spaced about a day's march apart; the smaller ones, which are really more guard posts then anything else, don't have the room for guests. (Think of the layout of Hadrian's wall, for an idea of how this works; you have the mile towers and the little forts, which are about the same as the road towers.)
I very rarely stayed in any of the big towers; we just didn't do a lot of traveling by the Sakbe roads. The one big trip I had, when I went from Maku to Fasiltum to take up my post as a Deputy Governor, I hired a party of bearers from one of the transport clans as well as a Chlen cart for all the baggage. We spent all our nights under canvas - which is what the cart was for - and my bearers considered themselves to be very high class to have been engaged by such a noble young lord and his wonderful wife.
The female bearers did consider it to be a
great scandal that Her Ladyship, Si N'te, did not have any handmaidens to serve her on the trip - I heard about it from them
forever - and so the cart-driver's girlfriend was appointed as Her Ladyship's Maid for the trip. The senior-most of the female bearers appointed herself as Her Ladyship's major-domo, and appropriated my biggest tent (my military headquarters tent, actually) as The Womens' Tent. I never saw the inside of it the whole trip, unless Her Ladyship Was Receiving. I had my own sleeping tent, and the bearers all had tents as well - we travelled very 'posh', if you will.
We mere menfolk did what we were told, made camp as directed, and ate what we were offered. It was a grand trip...
(And yes, the whole caravan is sitting on the shelves in the game room, complete with cooking pots and firepits. It all makes for a very cosy set up on the game table, ripe for adventures and excitement!)
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