Elscene stands with the party at the gates, listening to the multiple people talking to the guards.

'Of Mitrik, at mitrik, whatever.' She mutters to herself, anxious to enter the city.

When she sees Nydilind, Horek, and Accolon looking like they plan to set camp outside, she hurries over to Duras and asks, 'We're sleeping inside, right? At an inn or something? Where I can get a decent bath?'

When Duras reassures her, she will follow the rest of the party into the city to whatever inn they choose and get herself into a relaxing bath.

As she soaks, she says to herself, 'I know I'm going to have to give up being clean soon, but I don't look forward to it.' She sighs remosefully and sinks deeper into her bath.