Brian was still confused, the giant man had just said he was 6?, the boy was about to tackled him again, when someone pulled him by the arm. "Come quick!" the voice demanded. And still stunned Brian followed him until they were on the backside of a tavern. He looked at the person who had dragged him. It was a boy, maybe eight, he like most of the townsfolk children was modestly dressed in just a ragged loincloth. "Quick take those off!" He demanded, but seeing as Brian didn't understood he went for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over Brian's head. "The mud is cursed, you need to get clean!" said grabbing a bucket of murky water and splashing Brian.
Brian stood before the stranger, naked. But not as an elf. "What- what happened?" he asked seeing his small body, feeling his ears loosing his pointiness and realizing his diminished stature.
The boy handed Brian a scrap of cloth, so his transformation into a local was absolute. "This town is cursed, the people here don't like adventurers so they made a wizard enchant this place. Some of the beast of burdens, most of the kids and all of the bair maids and whores were once adventurers. You were caught good, most of the kids will throw the cursed mud to the newcomers and made them play with them, the mud impairs the mind and makes you younger."
"Then why did you help me?"
"Because, I was Tobias the Intrepid once, now I'm merely Toby the muck-boy, which remind me you better come with me to the stables, if the townsfolk catch you clean, they'll know you remember and will throw you into the mud themselves."