Bobbie
*The two of you would be entering from the side of the village, away from the front entrance of the town, where the outskirts were. There were only a few buildings and houses that lay in this district of the town, most of which seemed pretty run down and abandoned. However, there were a few instances in which there was a small light coming from one of the upstairs floors of nearby buildings; most likely a family using some sort of lamp to keep the lights on before sleeping, or a light used by an aspiring scholar to read on various different kinds of books. They were mostly made out of wood, and the majority seemed to be made purely for housing, though there was a single store near the end in which a small sign in shambles, labelled "General Store," Hung loosely above a depressing excuse for a marquee. You would be able to see that this particular district had a sort of straight muddy road where the buildings aligned across from eachother, in the middle having a path leading into said road from the left, which would lead to the main hub of the city. Because you transformed out of your panther form, your sense of smell clarity would go down by a significant amount, but the air and aura of danger would still remain obvious, almost tangible, in the atmosphere. This sector of the town would be mostly dark, but if you were to go down the pathway leading to the hub, you would find lights galore and a thriving marketplace - supposedly, anyway.*

*The smell of Styx would remain quite obvious to those who were at least somewhat profound in tracking; hell, his murderous intent was already a dead giveaway that he had arrived, though to the townspeople, all they could sense was a looming feeling of uneaseiness and discomfort, mixed in with a hint of malice. Mai would not be able to pinpoint his exact location anymore, because her sense of smell had gone down dramatically since she had changed out of her panther form, but it would seem as if the pace of this mission had been jacked up to the max. This wasn't just about capturing an escaped murderer anymore - no, it was about stopping him from destroying the lives of numerous more innocents before it was too late. Styx could strike at any given moment, and the aura he gave out practically exuded ruthless bloodshed.*
Susan
Horace approaches the gate, observing the inside area. "Judging by the broken down store up ahead and the poorly built houses, this is the slums." The elf raises his hand scratching his head, *"It's a bit nostalgic."* He thought. Looking over at the fully dressed Mai, he gestures as if to say, *"Come on, lets go inside."* Before entering himself.
Timothy
Mai approaches the gate next to Horace, looking around at the poorly built houses and some destroyed buildings. *"Those poor people... We need to find Styx soon."* Mai thought before following Horace into the village. 

Upon entering the city, Mai searched the surroundings for someone suspicious, and tried not to get unwanted attention from people. She tried to follow the aura of evil in some way, trying to follow her instincts for that. And she looked around, using some of her night vision to make things easier.
Bobbie
*As you make a turn to the left, entering the main portion of the city, you would notice that the buildings on either side would begin to become more and more sophisticated and advanced as you made your way to the center of town. This would be marked by a large, decorative fountain, and there would be various market posts scattered throughout the area, each with their own assortment of goods, adorned with bright, vibrant colors. There was a surplus of people in the area at this time, all of which were scattered throughout the 'marketplace' - some were buying goods, some were selling goods, but most were hanging about, conversing amongst each other in loud, cordial tones.*

*There would be no houses in this area; rather, there would be only certain kinds of shops outside of the stalls and stands set up outside. There was a restaurant, a bank, and another restaurant - there even seemed to be a more furnished, cleaner general store than the one you had found earlier. However, the innocent and jovial atmosphere was covering a dark aura underneath. Here and there, there and here, it seemed to be everywhere. Hints of malice, a touch of evil, an air of blood twisting its scent into the atmosphere. It was scattered throughout the hub, the familiar scent of Styx you found at the site of escape echoing throughout the town hub. At some points the smell would be stronger, but at other places, like where you were right now, it would be considerably weaker, yet it's presence was far from invisible. It was certain that Styx, wherever he was, was in this town.*
Susan
Horace looks around, "It appears we're in the shopping district, you sense anything?" He asks Mai. After, he looks around, settling on a stall, he made no sounds aside from his cloths rustling from a twitching hand. His black gloved hand moved sharply and fast paced. His mined raced with anticipation about the goods stored at the stall. About what he could get away with and how much he could get. It was clear he had trouble in shopping districts. This was possibly the worst place for us to arrive in, and he knew it.